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Basked in my creativity today. Got errands done with no stress. Returned and changed over my closet to Spring clothes. On a new wardrobe high, I created and sent a thank you note to the lovely cousins whom we stayed with in Carolina Beach, North Carolina over the Spring break. But it was in the…
Wild Asters by Sara Teasdale In the spring I asked the daisies If his words were true, And the clever, clear-eyed daisies Always knew. Now the fields are brown and barren, Bitter autumn blows, And of all the stupid asters Not one knows I allow the wild asters to grow rampantly in my garden. They…
I’m perhaps a little stunned that this year is feeling so much more normal. The flower garden is growing and asking me for the attention that usually overwhelms me as we head into May, the super busy month. I’d like to have gotten more done before the heat wave hit but I’m hoping for some…
Kneeling on a chair cushion yesterday jamming dirt under my nails as I pulled weeds from my brick walkway, I had one of those garden/life analogies. While the grass clumps came out rather easily sometimes leaving a worm suddenly homeless, the dandelions dared me to yank them. Their tap roots going deeply down between those…
It’s hot outside. And humid. I just don’t feel like sitting inside all day long. But it’s sunny out and the garden is looking spiffier than it has in a very long time. Oh, it’s also Father’s Day which is falling on a Sunday after a lot of ballet recital stuff and a church band…
Since I had Fiona, I have been unable to regain my gardening mojo. The very thing that brought me to buy a house, dirt to plant a garden in, had become a burden I was buried under. Looking every year at my overgrown garden overwhelmed and depressed me. Last year, I made a charitable donation…
On my walk today in the beautiful Spring-like weather, I saw evidence that the woman of the house is gone. Or more that the evidence that she was there tending to the garden and the porch has ceased. The weeds that grow and the dirt laying down on the porch furniture are telling a tale…
I told my husband this morning that I’m beside myself with frustration and grief from the garden shrub and tree flowering that got screwed up with our early warm spell and freeze this March. There was no umbrella of blossoms on the weeping cherry tree. There are three blooms on the wisteria. And the beautiful…
What is there to not love about a good gardening analogy? Growing your life and weeding out that which doesn’t work is such a universal concept. The analogy can be used for money, community, happiness, and self-love. Tending them daily, rethinking them, weeding them, and watering them as you would a vegetable garden. Staying in…
This past Saturday at the end of May, I gifted my services to decorate for our friends Paul and Peggy’s Great Gatsby Garden Party. I luckily was also an attendee so I enjoyed spending most of my day in their lovely garden. As I take my party decorations very seriously, in planning my decorations I…
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