I can’t imagine a more pleasant way to spend a few hours on a cool, overcast winter afternoon, than working in the garden.
We recently had snow (unusual for this region). While it offers a lovely perspective for the yard, when it slides off the roof, I fear for trees and shrubs that are beneath the roof’s dripline. When we put the roof on, we didn’t think snow would be a problem.
A real benefit of winter is that I can see how and where the trees and shrubs are growing, without foliage to conceal the branches or vines, and so I can trim accordingly.
Sitting on the heather bank, weeding and trimming the winter heather, was what my friend reminded me is called “flow.” I’m in the moment. There are new birds arriving every day, their songs from the trees and rustlings under the leaves and grasses feels friendly. Every dip of the trowel, pull of the crab-grass, or snip of the shears produces a visible improvement. As every gardener knows, it’s therapeutic.
Working outside reminds me of all the people who contributed to this garden: somehow my mother’s speaking to me – “use some lime to sweeten the soil” and her rhubarb root almost emerging seems to have some of her DNA in it. All the WWOOFers’ hands and personalities are ghosting the yard to remind me of them: where I worked today, Tim energetically carved out the lower pathways and mulched them, Johann planted 90 little heathers, everybody pulled blackberry. Everywhere I look, they’ve all come back to This Green House in the products of their industry. Our son and daughter moved some big rocks into place, and D and I went out to the quarry to get more today to finish the hardscaping by the patio. I call this middle section “the rockpile,” and I’m keen to cover it with rock plants, because it is not our garden’s prettiest corner or most elegant transition.
This year, the pressure is really on. I have agreed to host in the Sunshine Coast Botanical Garden Society‘s fundraiser private gardens tour in June. This year’s theme is “artists in their gardens.” I confess to feeling anxious about the prospect of a hundred or so expert gardeners looking at my amateur efforts. I hope the dye garden (for dyeing fabrics), the rooftop veggie garden, the fledgling medicinal garden, and the xeriscape/native garden will provide some interest to my visitors. I will report back, you can be sure.
Now, I just have to plant some more eye candy and native plants, get all my plants to show off, get rid of the lumber and pallets, apply facing stone to the greenhouse, keep up with the weeding, and build some garden furniture. Whew! Nothing like a deadline to get me going!
First seeds planted in the garden this week: Peas, lettuce, Little Tokyo turnips, and spinach. The pea brush (to support the peas) in the garden comes from the dessicated branches from our Christmas branch.
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