I’m not a very serious gardener, but I love it more each year. I love watching things come back in the spring bigger and stronger than the year before. Sometimes, I mourn the loss of a friend from last year, like the bright yellow columbines that just didn’t show up this year! But then a red one suddenly appeared, although I’m sure I didn’t plant it last year.
I’m no Martha Stewart, but I have accumulated some things that work for me:
- Wear comfy, stretchy and dirt-friendly clothes. Click here for my picks from Junonia. I just can’t keep myself clean when I garden, so why fight it?
- Always wear gloves.
- Get a trowel and a pruning shears that you really love—you’ll use them a lot. Do not let anyone else borrow them!
- Plant flowers where you will see them. The best thing I did a few years ago was to incorporate flower planters when we had to build walls along the driveway. Every time I come or go I get to enjoy the garden! Our butterfly “garden” is a real mess, but my husband can see it from his computer desk. He often gives me the report of the animals that have visited.
- Move your plants around. I’ve learned to pay attention to where a plant is happy. If it’s not happy, I move it to a different micro-climate. I just moved a dianthus across the driveway. It wasn’t flowering, and now it’s bursting out, with just a tad more sunshine each day. Makes me happy.
- Share! When your plants are happy they grow, and pretty soon you are over grown! Plant shares are a marvelous trend. Look them up in your town—or start one with your neighbors. This year I challenged myself buy no new plants. It’s been fun to share and swap and move things around.
- Stop to smell the flowers. There is always something that needs to be done in a garden, but remember to occasionally step into your garden without a trowel in hand. Just look, listen, smell, and enjoy. I have a plaque in my garden from my dad, a great potato gardener, that says something like: ”You are never closer to heaven than when you are in your garden.”
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