An observation of newfound independence,
womanhood and a garden unfolding
Filmed in June of 2021,
just months after a devastating ice storm
and within the expanse of the COVID 19 pandemic,
this short film takes us on
a journey through a new widow’s garden.
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My mom’s mom
came here
with my grandfather.
Well they came during the Mexican Revolution
when all of that was going on.
They came here
and they were farm workers.
They settled in the town of
Brawley, California,
and my mom was born there.
And then
when the Mexican Revolution was kind of over,
my grandfather wanted to go back to Mexico
And my grandmother didn’t want to go back.
So I come from a line of really strong women.
My grandmother said,
“No, I’m gonna stay here with my daughter because
this is a better place.”
My grandmother and my mother were both gardeners.
Both of them taught me a lot.
My grandmother would pot up little things
and she would have them for sale outside of her fence.
And you know,
people would come by and…
She had mostly cactuses and things like that.
My Mom often took us to gardens.
We planted a rose for her
And buried her ashes under it.
And I always sense her presence here.
It was just an acre with just blackberries
and it had no trees,
because it had just been pasture.
And um,
it had a few Douglas Firs around it.
We just started planting.
You know,
You can kind of get lost in time.
I just enjoy the four seasons of the garden
you know,
looking out the window
and seeing it change
over the four seasons.
We’re fortunate here in Oregon to have the four seasons.
There’s always something which needs to be done
in the garden.
I think being in the garden is really spiritual
You know,
The awakening in spring,
seeing things come back,
you’re happy to see little things come back,
you know that,
after the winter sleep,
you see things come back
It’s always fun to see that.
I wasn’t very fond of that ice storm that we got.
We’ve never had an ice storm like that,
and to hear
the cracking of the trees-
It sounded like glass breaking.
That was just so eerie.
And then to wake up and to see
all the branches of trees
that we’d had.
Well we’d probably had them for forty years.
And to see them all broken
And gone.
Well we had to just get rid of those trees
that were damaged.
I was glad that Roger wasn't here,
because it was stuff that he planted,
because he always enjoyed his trees
and um
he had planted so many trees.
but it was time for them to go, too.
Everything has a new life
You know it just opened up the garden.
It opened up my yard
to new possibilities, I guess.
I've never lived alone.
I married at 18
and went from my home to a home with Roger.
And so it's been really…
it's been really nice
to just be alone
and know that
any decisions that I make
are mine,
you know.
And I have enjoyed that.
You know
the only thing was the ice storm
and that
even that
I was surprised how well I went through that.
And you know
making the decision of
hiring somebody to
get rid of all of that
and to...
It was
It was easier than I thought it would be.
And the garden was was reassuring
You know,
things came back
and it was nice
to be here
Did you know that it was going to be like that?
No I didn't.
And...
it's been good.
I wish we could have-
I wish like every woman could have
big periods of their life
where they could be alone
without having to make that
about leaving a man
you know?
I know.
I know.
And I wish that it didn't happen when they were 70,
you know,
I wish it could be earlier, or,
for sure...
I've always thought that if Roger wasn't here
I would leave immediately
and sell the house
and so having COVID made me appreciate this even more
you know
To just be here, and settle in, and enjoy it.
It's wonderful.
I've liked it a lot.
I feel good living here.
And
I like being alone.
I've just kind of rested in that.
It's been... it's been really nice.