Books by the old Leather Chair

  • Snow In The Summer
  • My Bible
  • The Power of Silence
  • What Comes Next and to Like It
  • Encore Provence
  • A Year in Provence

Monday, October 17, 2011

Greenhouse Morning

For many years I wanted a greenhouse.
After moving to the farm house
a local store had one they no longer wanted
Excited and a lot of thought about purchasing
and having it moved to the farm.
Now it was big.
As I became more knowledgeable I realized
about the work and upkeep involved.
 Cooling in the summer
and heat in the winter.  There was enough
for One Woman to do with children, home,
vegetable garden, fruit trees and flower garden.

Still I have always been fascinated by them.

My dear friend has  many greenhouses next
to her farm.   I remember about 20 years ago
when this business began.   Now it is huge and
supplies to many local and nationwide big
stores.

She has been wanting me to visit with her to
see the operation.   Having viewed it from
the road I really did not want to do this.
I already knew in my mind what I would see.
But she request so little of me and does
so much for me that this morning belonged to her.

It is rare she can leave her home.  A bedridden
husband that most would have in a nursing home.
She is a 24 hour caregiver for this 88 year old
  Help does come in for several
hours a day to help and for her to run errands.

I saw hundreds  of plants and thousands
of poinsettia's ready soon for the Christmas
holiday.  

No way for me to put into words how this
business has grown.  Greenhouse after greenhouse
and row after row of huge trucks to transport
them to their location.

I soon might receive some pansies that were
beautiful.  My favorite color of different shades
of purple and maybe a yellow or white plant
tucked in.

Introduced to the owner who rode up on some
kind of cart with a huge black dog sitting
beside him.

As he talked and shared
I found myself absolutely fascinated by this
man who will leave for Holland next week
with a trip to Haiti afterwards to visit his farm
in that land

On my drive back to the country
a voice seemed to speak to my heart
and what I heard
made me smile
the words were clear..
 "your not dead yet."

But then the thought came to mind
it was not necessarily this man that
I was fascinated with
but the whole package.
He was part of a more worldly
lifestyle and it reminded me of
years in the past when I
enjoyed much the world had
to offer.

But at the moment I will take the
woods, dirt, gardening, Miss Callie
and my small cottage.

One more day and some thoughts from One Woman who lives in the woods....


11 comments:

judemiller1 said...

Nice to get your friend out of her home for awhile and give her some respite--and you got to meet a neat guy and see the operation.

Ugich Konitari said...

It is
really a choice...

Between
perfect Miss Americas
pirouetting
on their high heels,
color coordinated and
matched,
swaying ,
a fixed smile,
hair falling just so,
and
not a degree
here and there.

These are exported
and they win prizes.

And
the other,
is a smiling
well scrubbed girl,
a bit of flour in her hair,
coming to the door
to welcome you,
half way
through
the surprise cake
she baked for you,
and then
rushing upstairs
to fix that red dress
she wants
to wear for a
special tomorrow

These are those
who
bring people
home to you.....

Elsa Louise said...

All the universe is contained right there at Woodhaven. Nevertheless, you could get a small greenhouse and use it during three seasons. That might satisfy the desire. Root cuttings and start small plants and so forth in it. Could be a lark.

the wild magnolia said...

How nice your friend had an outing. Greenhouses are fascinating. I'm with you in managing a large one. The photos are wonderful.

As for the man, well, you aren't dead yet. :0)

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Judy, Suranga, Elsie and Sandra,
thank you for visiting.
My little girls here all day.
Also battling allergies from being in the woods on mower (need some quiet and healing time) Thank you for visiting...

Sharon said...

I enjoy a trip to a greenhouse in the middle of winter - sipping hot coffee and thinking about the spring to come. I agree that you could manage a small shed with a greenhouse window if you decide you'd like to start plants early.

Cape Cod Kitty said...

How lovely, and I love thinking about how good it must have smelled in the greenhouses. Do love the sweet scent of pansies.
Thanks for sharing your little tour with us.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Sharon and Marcia, thank you for visiting. A small greenhouse is out of the question. Doing all I have energy for at this time...

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Ugich, read your poem again this morning. What a dear you are.
You put a smile on my face...
Have a good day in that land far across the ocean.

Elsa Louise said...

Oh my, I seem to have started something with my suggestion. We all feel this way because you have such boundless resources of energy! Maybe just a few cuttings then to root during the warm times on your screened porch.

I, too, love the smell of a greenhouse. Love to just wander around in one and stop and admire the greenery. Very relaxing.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Elsie, you are fine. Good idea if I was a little younger and had some help :)