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On the Summer Solstice this year, I sifted through a very old compost pile. It was over 18 months old. Sifting the compost pile is like creating Mother Earth to me. It is almost a religious ritual to me and the Summer Solstice a special day. Almost is probably a necessary qualification. Gardening brings about a deep spirituality in me. Since this channel is supposed to be about gardening as a spiritual pursuit. I sat down in front of my compost pile and pontificated.