Forgive me…..I am sorely missing my Virginia garden at the moment. I am continually gifted with flowers that remind me of my last home from my employer and while the memories bring tears to my eyes….it also makes my heart beat with joy….in anticipation of what he will share next week. He brings in the same plants that graced an area I called Contemplation Corner. It was a place of calm, peace and quiet. A shade garden with old friends like Hardy Geranium, Leucothoe, gifted Azaleas, Japanese Maples, assorted Ferns – to name a few…..livened up with some colorful seasonal annuals. I get to enjoy memories of my other garden life, in my new life….and current garden. Sharing with those who are interested my current garden journey is like sharing visual comfort food for the mind.
As I have begun working on this garden journey, naming this new sacred space has been a bit of a challenge. After having three weed trees removed when I purchased my house 9 years ago, the large oak in the front and in the rear provided dappled shade, so I knew that this would be my new peaceful place. I knew that the Southern girl in me wanted to embrace and enhance this area in a manner that reflects who I am at this stage of my life. So I began……
I knew that I needed Camellias, Hydrangeas, Magnolias, Japanese Maples, Lilacs and other things traditionally found in the southern garden. One of my favorite books is Passalong Plants by Felder Rushing. Reading this book a few years ago enhanced my respect for the Southern garden. I find that the sultry – almost tropical feel of the southern garden in the heat of summer, makes one crave pausing and making time to enjoy life. So I have attempted to recreate this feel in my garden.
When I woke up this morning, a little birdie told me to look outside the side yard window……..what a delightful moment that was. My Exbury Azalea “Flame” was blooming and when I looked up a tad, I noticed that a dogwood that I planted a few years ago was simply blooming her head off….for the first time!
Did someone say take a seat….here is one waiting for you..or for the Fern that I place on it each season…..
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