There are some people who are too busy to really enjoy this wonderful season. Those who garden not to please themselves, but because it has to be done. I find this quite sad.
Spring brings us such gifts…gifts that most gardeners receive with open arms. My garden buddy and I enjoy the gifts of Spring after weathering the winter and waiting for the garden catalogs. Once the weather really warms up, finding the seasonal gifts keep us enamored with the art of gardening.
Daddy’s garden has so many gifts throughout the seasons. It is amazing that my taste mimics his and we fall in love with similar things. Although he loves his zoyzia grass and specimen plantings….I am a cottage gardener and I have no lawn….only flowers shrubs and trees. We love trees….
Trees purchased when we were on a mission to find mulch…but we got trees and no mulch. We needed these.
Trees found in TLC sections….this redbud has recovered very well don’t you think?
While traveling to gardens in Pennsylvania, I found these Japanese maples that I knew he NEEDED…so I got them and he loves them…
Then there is this mail order Magnolia…
This Magnolia has a beautiful story going on….bud, bloom and finished bloom all at the same time. The beauty of not just the trees, but peonies, hydrangea and the ornamental grass border we installed together create the perfect gift that keeps giving.
We also love perennials. Our favorite at the moment is Amsonia….look at this beauty….
Dad’s garden also brings gifts of memories…my sister’s wedding, my mom’s last birthday luncheon, my nephew who spent time after school learning all he wanted to know and more about gardening…
…the badminton net, croquet, Frisbee before the trees, cookouts, laying in the sun reading all summer, the pin oaks, the Russian olive hedge, the rose hedge, the pieris japonica that had us running from the bees, my mis-pronunciation of dahlia (daw lia…I’ll get the hang of it one day) – the memories found in Dad’s garden. Memories that are endless, timeless and I pray for many more.
seizing seasonal moments are easy for me as I anticipate what’s going to bloom next, what memories we will make this year and what will we put in the pots along the front of the house for summer color….
Are you seizing seasonal moments in your garden?
Dad and I in front of my mom’s Iris’s she loved….still siezing the moments…….by