imagine my surprise
when coming home
noticing the landscapers
had mulched and manured and cleaned
but in doing so
had removed my garden vision
i’ve been nurturing for a while
a huge mix of wildflower seeds
a naturalized garden
most on the cusp of blooming
it was full and lush and green and tall with stems
so full of potential
the surprise beauty of new flowers
yet to be discovered
i’m sure they just saw weeds
were trying to help me by ‘cleaning it up’
leaving only what they recognized as flowers
i so appreciate all of their work
it’s clear we don’t share the same vision.
“man is the only critter who feels the need to label things as flowers or weeds.”
a new garden begins
in the first spring
spent at my home
first things first
a door is decorated
tiny flowers are planted
shells and stones and treasures and glittery things
leaving room for more to come
the fairies are welcome
to visit and stay at their leisure
i’ll listen very quietly.
- “there is always music amongst the trees in the garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it.”
this one is sure to make a comeback.
yes, most of the leaves have dropped off, but I see a hint of color.
ignore the brown, there is still a flower.
these are a few of the thoughts that cross my mind
as I try to nurture and revive
some of my indoor plants
that have chosen to be
“on a break from thriving right now”
for some reason I will not give up
as long as there is one stick left in a pot
my optimism refuses surrender
and still i wait for my green thumb to appear.
the fact is
that I love to garden
I love flowers, I love plants, I love trees
I am a nurturer by nature
but it is all a trial and error process for me
my middle daughter once stood in the middle of my yard and said,
“if you had everything you ever planted,
we would be standing in a botanical garden right now.”
I really loved that.
what an excellent point.
“gardening is not a rational act.”