About a quarter
acre of our land is devoid of top soil. Locals told us that the previous land
owner had sold the top soil from that patch, about 10 years ago. We used to
call that area “the bald patch”. The soil here is heavy clay. In fact we used this
subsoil for our earthbag construction project, by excavating a shallow pond.
Every time I
was near the bald patch, I felt a pinching pain to see a place so dead as that.
Since we didn’t have a water source close by, I couldn’t attempt to green that
area. Then came the monsoon rains and the shallow pond was full. In November I
transplanted a small Senna siamea plant (hardly ½’) on one of the edges of the
bald patch. It was just an experiment.
Senna siamea
is a fast growing (leguminous) tree that will grow in a range of climatic
conditions but is particularly suited to lowland tropics with a monsoon climate.
It belongs to the family of Fabaceae. I was interested in this tree mainly
because of the prolific bio-mass that it produces, which can be used as mulch. I
had seen these trees grow in uncultivated areas, like along the creek. I didn’t
know if it would survive in our bald patch that is quite unlike the creek sides.
The little
S. siamea didn’t have much of a shock from the crude transplantation that I
did. I was worried if the heavy clay would allow any air exchange to happen. But
the plant didn’t seem to care. It started putting out new leaves and I was the
happiest person in the world. Some days,
during the monsoon, the downpour caused severe erosion. I was worried if the
little S. siamea would be able to hold on to its dear life. But the plant had
very little problem. It continued growing happily. The monsoon ended in
mid-December.
I was
watering it for the next two months, manually carrying water from the pond. The
S. siamea continued doing well. It in fact put out a new branch! I was jumping
in joy. The dry spell started and by mid-February the shallow pond had dried up
completely. This meant that I had to carry water and walk for about 5 minutes from the manual
(hand) pump, to water this plant. I couldn’t obviously do it as often as I
wanted to. So, the next two months was more or less a dry spell for the little
plant. But this didn’t abate its growth. I was quite amazed by its resilience
but was also concerned about the upcoming summer heat for the plant.
Fortunately,
this month we had about 15 cm. of summer rain. The S. siamea continues to thrive and is now a handsome 3’ tall young tree. Watching this plant’s growth has been
a phenomenal spiritual learning experience for me. It was as if the plant was
speaking to me, saying:
“No top
soil?
Not a problem.
Here I will toil.
Heavy clay?
That is
okay.
Roots get very little
air?
I don’t
care.
Soil erosion?
Tightly I
will hold on.
Too much
rain?
I just am fine.
Too little
water?
Can’t deter
(me).
I continue to be happy as can be.”
Thank you, my
dear little S. siamea. I will remember this during difficult times.
-- Hema
Loved the post. It was really a spiritual experience.
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