The Glory of Gardening

One of my favorite spring flowers, bleeding heart, greets visitors next to my front door.

One of my favorite spring flowers, bleeding heart, greets visitors next to my front door.

"The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul."

— Alfred Austin

I was thinking about how gardening has shaped my life over the years. I chose not to live in places where I couldn't have clean water, clean air and a place to garden. Not that pick-axing the side of a MIssouri limestone hill is easy but, after more than 30 years, we have a rhythm of sorts: I build a hole, add amended soil and add a plant. Then we both wait to see what happens.

Sometimes the plant adopts well, other times it can literally take years for the roots to have enough energy to see light.

Doesn't matter if the plant is native or not, it's all about giving the plant time to adapt to its growing conditions. How many times do we see people trying to survive in the wrong career, wrong relationship, wrong place?

I am blessed I have the right place, for me.

Charlotte

Welcome, Spring!

One of my honeybees visits a blooming dwarf apricot tree in bloom March 20, 2016.

One of my honeybees visits a blooming dwarf apricot tree in bloom March 20, 2016.

Welcome Spring!

"I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden." — Ruth Stout

There really is something about spring in a garden. No two days are the same, plants seemingly transforming themselves overnight unfolding promises of delicious treats. My compact dwarf fruit trees are adding a beautiful pink tone to my garden, a prelude to the redbud pink of native Missouri trees.

Can you tell I love spring?

Charlotte

To All of the Moms

It's Mother's Day, time to honor the wonderful women in our lives. Maybe a bouquet of flowers out of a garden, and a poem:

"On Mother’s Day I have written a poem for you. In the interest of poetic economy and truth, I have succeeded in concentrating my deepest feelings and beliefs into two perfectly crafted lines:

You’re my mother,

I would have no other!

~Forest Houtenschil

Happy Mother's Day!

Charlotte