“The earth laughs in flowers” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
I love to create and tend a garden.
I am so very ready for spring – aren’t you? Since we moved to Maine last July this will be our first spring in our new home. There is much to do and much to discover and we await it with baited breath as the chill in the air holds on still.
I feel a huge sense of accomplishment in watching my vegetable garden come to life. Eating foods you have sown, tended, and picked feels real. It feels right to me and it is a hobby that keeps me active, intrigued, and engaged. But I plant flowers to see the pallet and texture of a composition come to life. I thrill when the first buds start to appear in the spring and I feel like the perennials who come back to visit me each year, thriving a bit more with time and care, become my friends. I speak to them – in my mind anyway as I walk past, “Hello Ms. Butterfly Bush, your purple is looking especially vibrant today!” And,”Ooh Hollyhock, I’m sorry to hear you are having such a bad case of the grasshoppers.” Flowers are joy and love and laughter.
Pick a posy; laugh with the earth!