More and more we who are
uneducated in psychology hear words which will become common and
understood in our vocabulary. Depression, Bipolar, manic depression, mood
disorder, clinical, and seasonal affective disorder, (SAD).. “That one” ~
I say to myself. “ I choose that one.”
The love for growing things
is noted historically in our tribes workings. Ponca's were farmers the
books tell us. Equally, my Dad's roots going toward Ireland must have
given him that same wish to see things growing and green, inside and out.
My house is already filled
to the limit with growing house plants. Desperately sifting through books
on hand and reading on the internet brought me to the most overlooked
plant one can imagine. “How could I have ever possibly missed this one?” I
ask myself. After all, aren't their fields and fields of it all around
us. Of course, wheat. This little plant grows rapidly like a grass. It
will do well on our coolish back porch. Every possible container will hold
it. Like an interior decorator I sprinkle seeds into short, tall, long
narrow with simple lines and some with unusual shapes for an offering of
The back porch has always
been a pain in my neck too. These many pots now growing with the fresh
green plant give this place a lovely bright welcome look. If a guest
should walk in the back door they now come into an area alive and vibrant
instead of the classic Oklahoma mud room. If a guest tires of the crowd
in the kitchen they step onto the back porch and are equally pleased with
the environment there.
Of course, the green wheat
can be snipped, whirled in the blender to mix with vegetable drinks or
used anyplace a water filled with vitamins can be used. The wheatgrass
itself has to be strained out to leave a healthful fresh green drink.
Dad used to say, “If I can
just get the cattle through the winter until the wheat comes up for
pasture they will make it.” He was always amazed at how their coats
became shiny and healthy looking.
The sun comes through the
glass on the back porch. A bed covered in an off white spread right up
against those windows invites a SAD person. The green grass indoor carpet
lends to the scene.