This morning the phone rang happy with my oldest friend
on the other end. She lives in NW Arkansas now and together
we shared our garden dreams ... again.
For almost 30 years now we've planted with eachother
--by sharing seed,
cuttings, ideas, problem solving,
and so many pots of coffee.
We have history...
and today we shared wishlists of
raised beds, to ...daydreams of when it will be
warm enough to run out to the garden still in nightgowns
to see what shoots came up over night.
Hopes and plans for the future.
It was so much fun and I always love
dreaming with her. She understands
the craving of a real red and juicy vine ripened tomato
and she knows the joy that the salt shaker brings to a just picked n peeled
cucumber. Such delight she understands having enjoyed an apron pocketful of raw garden peas for breakfast.
--After saying our goodbye, and hanging up the phone;
I went to the bookshelf and pulled out my shabby garden journal.
I want to linger in a warm garden... longer.
My sister had given me this bare naked binder once upon a time
and snippet after snippet vintage fabrics and
embroidered linens were decoupaged to the covers.
This simple, olde garden book warms my heart
on a Winter's day.
Thumbing through it....
helped me remember what has been...
and is possible.
It's also become a keeping place
of other friendships snippets.
One page is a full spread photo of a bunch of lavender sent to me
from my friend Jeanie in Scotland.
They're several beautiful pages that she pulled
from one of her own garden magazines.
I love to look through them!
They inspire me
Gardening can take some planning.
Or not... I suppose that's all up to the gardener isn't it?
There have been years I've tilled the soil and just winged it.
Often forgetting what I planted.... where?
It was like a new mystery every other day...
Some things I planted twice,
or over top of eachother when I didn't mark well.
Reminds me of Momma telling me how she once
planted her garden when I was little girl and
to surprise her...
I raked it all
"We grew mixed vegetables that year,"
This year I'm trying to plan and hope to record more.
Some things just work... and others don't.
And it's always, always fun to try to grow something brand new.
This is the basket of seed I've gathered so far.
Just looking through it all... made my thumbs start to green up a little.
5 of these - I've never tried before.
Last year our corn did pretty terrible compared to the year before-
So this year, we're going with Kandycorn.
I've never seen a red morning glory... so it too will be a new thing.
When I saw the HEARTS cantaloupe... - I was so excited. Especially since
it's my one word.
Can't wait to give them a try!
Turnips ... because my Dad said Gramma Wolff always planted them.
And never have I grown an eggplant. Never!
The moon n stars melon... grows soooo well here but they're very hard to find locally.
Walking through Home Depot.... there it was right on the rack!
I see much hope.... in these little packets of seed!
I remember after tilling the garden long ago-
bending down and carving this emblem in the soil.
I remember those red rubber clogs and remember how dirty these feet would get
wearing them barefoot.
and I hope still today.....
Some of these pages are muslin with photo transfers.
I'm so glad I've kept a journal and record
miracles, memories ...
and even dragonflykisses.
.... this page of labels,
and many others like it-
reminded me how much is waiting under the soil to return again.
Day lilies, tulips, buttercups, oxallis, glads, iris, dahlias, fennel seed,
cannas, chocolate mint, peonies, mums, roses, dianthus,
calla lilies, tiger lilies, naked lady lilies, .... angel trumpets,
This one says I was thinking of my Momma alot.
I always look forward to her birth flower: lily of the valley, the bleeding hearts,
mums, snow queen hydrangea, roses, and especially her peonies return!
Alot has changed,
Alot has stayed the same-
Always changing with the seasons.
It won't be long and the birds will begin nesting.
There is so much LIFE found in even a sleeping garden.
Reading this page; ...I don't remember adding the PLAY like a child again...
But today.... Let's play.
My garden has changed so much since this little sketch.
The greenhouse was added, and so many bulbs and raised beds too.
Looking into it .... I have to turn the page.
Start fresh because...
there are decisions to make.
Where to build a new bed for the strawberry plants arriving next month?
...And how about fencing the whole garden in?
It's been an idea that doesn't go away....
Picket or split rail?
Myguy worries about how much I already have to weed eat.
It IS alot to consider.... -- because we're sure not getting any younger.
The whole outside of a new fence would have to be weedeated.
-- Another change is... I want the rabbits at the garden so it would be less trips pushing
wheelbarrow loads of bunny- berry manure from the barn.
But- because of the wildlife they'd need extra protection.
So where could they go and have enough shade, yet
be coyote, fox, and raccoon proof?
-- an aviary.... it's still on the dream list.
You know an aviary ... for a white dove or two or seven.
Garden dreams are so much fun....
It's like planting in paper... first-
Today I grew a new row
choosing a few things I've never seen before
in these garden catalogs.
Several years ago my friend Deena shared her hollyhock seed with me.
It grew like crazy and I saved bagfuls of seed to keep planting
Last year, for some reason they got rust spots all over the leaves.
It spread even into the mallow.
I cut it all back and tried to discard the leaves...
This year.... I wonder how it will be?
I've never dealt with it before.
When you have special plants you cherish...
it's such a tragedy when they get sick.
Blooms like friends,
This verse in Ezekiel has been repeating.
So today it too is getting planted.
Sweet Garden dreams....