I always dreamed of
an English garden
filled with Larkspur, Foxgloves, Poppies
and all of many different plants were massive in size.
If this was a reality
I would also need a gardener.
I never remember my mother or grandmother's without a garden
and always a bloom in small vase sitting on their table.
The closest I came to my dream garden was a small
yard in the local city. Wonderful dirt as this lot had been part of larger
lot that at one time had a garden on it. I built this home 10 years ago.
My daughter Beth took this photo
and looking at it
I remember the wonderful size of all of the plants. A portion of some of these plants
are in my garden at this time by the woods.
As an experiment put this home on the market and it sold in 3 weeks.
I took this to mean I was to move to Nashville and live near my children, did not take long
to realize I did not like the big city and the constant hum of vehicles.
My son moved to Thailand
and I put this home on the market, recession time and took months to sell.
I immediately set out to build
a small home on country property which I had kept
after selling my much loved old farm house.
10 years old and the thought arises often
how long can I continue to do what I am doing.
I answer the thought with
"as long as I can."
Blooming at this time