Oh, where to begin. There are so many rituals I have in my garden. I enjoy doing different things on different days. It all depends on my mood.
A day does not pass that I do not inspect the entire grounds. My pruning shears, or kitchen scissors (whichever are more readily available) always tag along. I love to deadhead flowers. It is so satisfying to know that everything is fresh and beautiful. I find this routine so relaxing, that a day hardly passes without me cutting or pulling something. I find myself doing it anywhere there are flowers that need it.
Next would be weeding. I'll pick a bed or path (no pun intended) and just start. I get my five-gallon bucket and go. All of the sudden it is half an hour later. I find weeding very relaxing and fulfilling also. It is part of my life that I can control.
Then there is the planning. I am constantly planning what I need to do next. What I need to change. What I need to mulch. What I need to buy. I love this part. My garden is a work in progress.
Pruning, weeding and planning are probably the most repetitive things I do, and with great pleasure. But the most pleasurable ritual I have is just walking through the garden. I look at each and every living thing that I have planted and tended to and cared for -- all by myself. I am always amazed at how each thing has changed overnight.
I feel so fulfilled when I am in my garden. I have never been able to draw, or to paint a picture, or to play an instrument. I am not a writer or a poet. But I can take a piece of earth and turn it into something beautiful to be enjoyed by all who pass through it. And that is something I am so proud of. Everyone needs a creative outlet.