Growing up in the Garden State surrounded by farmland, one would think I’d possess the green thumb on my own account. After all, my grandparents were gifted gardeners. Just look at the amazing flora grandpa could boast of in the summer set off by me and my sister circa mid-’60’s.
And, mom was always able to keep her African Violets alive. So, what happened to me? I guess – just as baldness is said to skip a generation – I think I was that generation – green thumb skipped.
Not that I haven’t tried. Through the years I’ve made valiant efforts. But, always ending in defeat. Except, I might say, for my philodendron. I’ve kept these going for quite some time.
This one – the only one I own at present – started out . . .
. . . like this. Impressed?
So, it was with fear and trepidation a few years ago we had to (actually, Ed had to) pull out all the decades old shrubbery across the front of our modest rancher. Blight was eating away at them. Pick ax and shovel produced a vast expanse of nothingness. We had many ideas of what we could do with that space – a complex masterpiece of new shrubs and levels of color, but short of professional help, we didn’t dare to pursue much of anything.
Spring 2010 came upon us and we chanced a vat of wildflower seed at $5 a bag in the local Lowe’s. We thought – “What could we lose?” So, $15 dollars later – Ed had tilled the fallow ground and sowed three bags from one end of the house to the other across the front. Watered. Waited.
At first, it looked like just so many weeds. Then – WOW!
Color popped out everywhere! Color – variety – butterflies – and bees! What a marvel and quite the unique showplace our front garden became. I’d sit on the Adirondack chair with my net book in the temperate mornings with tea and Bible, and I was all one.
This spring we were eager to sow our wildflowers again. We bought a different brand and there are all sorts of new varieties to delight the eyes and engage the imagination! My new Canon camera – not top of the line, but better than my old Casio model – is capturing the pageantry splendidly.
Now, for a trip to the bookstore to get a comprehensive book to help me identify the wildflower varieties. I would love to know their unique names. Ed takes great pleasure watering them the first he’s up in the early morning before his devotions, and it is the first thing he does when returning from work each evening to detox from the world and its ways.
And, I’ve recently – as per inspiration via Judith at Lavender Cottage – purchased a pot of lavender to add to a bare spot.
Along with a delphinium that I just couldn’t resist for its beauty, I may venture to add more perennials on purpose to join the fun in the front!
My summertime simple pleasure – finding that vibrant and beautiful life in the garden doesn’t have to depend on my having a green thumb, as much as on the faithfulness of God built into His Creation to bloom and thrive in simplicity. All the time we wasted thinking we needed to have a complicated gardening plan that was beyond our scope and means to accomplish!
Sharing my Summertime Simple Pleasure today with Dayle at A Collection of This and That