The Garden

In the northern hemisphere yesterday was officially the first day of spring.  In my part of the world to was also a bright and sunny day, if a little cold.  I took a stroll around my garden and started a few odd jobs.  A little leaf collecting, dead heading, cutting back.

Daffodils Daffodil Narcissus

I ought to tackle some jobs now, despite it being a bit cold.  Those little weeds lift out easily now and if left will spread and get deep rooted so even if they are removed they might regrow.  It is easier to get to things and see what help they might need before everything bursts into leaf. A little work now will save a lot of effort later and it’s always easier to look after something that is in good shape.  All those jobs that I had no time for in summer and then were too big in autumn would be much easier if tackled now.

I pottered in the sunshine and declared I needed a plan rather than taking a random approach.  And a second opinion would be useful – is that bamboo a useful screen? Or is it really too tall and heavy, stopping natural light? It’s amazing how some things that you have carefully cultivated become problems as they overshadow some of the smaller more delicate plants. You get used to them, hardly noticing their growth if you see them daily.  A fresh pair of eyes or at least someone to challenge you can help you see things in a new light.

My Grandad used to be a bit of a gardner and he always said that gardening taught you a lot about life.  I never really understood him.  As usual he was right.

Seems like a great time to work on more than just the garden.

The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect 
So hard to earn, so easily burned 
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect 
So hard to earn, so easily burned 
In the fullness of time 
A garden to nurture and protect

Rush – The Garden


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