G is for Gardening

G is for gardening. 

I come from a long line of people who like to play in the dirt.  I feel like I never get enough time in the garden, between my crazy commute and my copious hobbies.  But when I do get down into the mud, I love it. 

I love blooms, and berries, and herbs, and vegetables as much as any gardener does.  But I plant and tend for the love the growth itself, and of transition.    Watching  a favorite perennial emerge from the soil is a gift every single time.   Or finding a sport that traveled from a neighbor's garden or across the yard. 

I love taking part in this annual bargain with my plants--I offer them shelter and care, and they return year in and year out, breaking through the soil to fill whatever niche in our landscape.  I've had this Cranesbill since I was 18, and have moved transplant after transplant from one home to another since I first planted it. 

I love the decline and the deliquesce as well--gathering the fallen leaves and composting them, and harvesting compost wriggling with earthworms.  I'm a dyed in the wool tree-hugging, dirt-worshiper. 

Comments

[Lella]

Thanks for the florals. :O)

The roses have finally bloomed but the wind was too high to get a picture. Cold front moving through. Maybe on it's way to you?

[Vicki]

Wonderful! Thank you.

[Vicki]

Wonderful! Thank you.

[Jane]

I want spring, and you just gave me some. Thanks!