Planting a Garden is for the Hopeful

Planting a garden means you have hope in something. You have hope that the seeds and the seedlings will grow. You have hope that the gophers won't come pillaging and marauding. You have hope that the sun will still rise, that there'll be water flowing out the hose when you turn the handle on, that life will continue on as it has done. And it means you have hope that you'll be around to enjoy the garden as it settles into existence the way it was meant to be.

At least, that's how I see it. I suppose old Mr. Brown, that excellent English gardener from centuries ago, would've seen it differently. He designed and planted gardens for the nobility that were deliberately planned so that they only came into their true being many generations after they were planted. Quite a far-sighted fellow, Mr. Brown.

Perhaps that's an even deeper sort of hope?