I love springtime, almost as much as I love fall.
And I love gardens, and gardening! As long as it’s not too hot or cold or wet or dry. Guess you could call me a fair weather gardener. I just call me the WWG. (World’s Worst Gardner.)
My favorite gardening is when I don’t do anything, and things just bloom. Like Jazzy–my jasmine who grows on the fence at the back of my garden.
Question: Do you name the plants in your garden? Is the fact that I do a sign that I’m . . . Never mind. I don’t want to know.
Yesterday, I took my camera into the yard. I took Jazzy’s portrait, then noticed the leaves on one of my Japanese Maples in the first garden I built after moving here were looking good.
I have a thing about leaves. I love to sit under a tree and just watch the leaves move in the breeze. They relax me as they whisper, rustle, play and some even predict the weather. (Deciduous trees’ leaves often turn upside down before a rain.)
I’ve been told that when I was an infant, I loved for Mama to put my carriage under a tree. I’d babble to the leaves as if they were talking with me.
I have a theory about babies and guardian angels.
BTW: Leaves aren’t easy to photograph on a breezy day. For some reason, they just won’t hold still. And living here on the lake, it’s a rare day that’s not breezy. So your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is to pretend these pictures are well focused. This communication will self-destruct . . . (TV Show/Movie title?)
Or maybe I’ll make-believe I wanted them this way so you could see the energy.
- 4 Secrets To Gardening Success (survivalfarm.wordpress.com)
- Get Ready for Gardening! (suddenlyfrugal.com)
- Three great gardens. Before and after (blogs.vancouversun.com)
- For the Love of a Garden (catseyesk.wordpress.com)