The hardest thing about planning a move (for my wife and myself) has nothing to do with the house at all. A house is basically an empty shell which we
make into a home by personal adaptations. A few knick-knacks, furniture and appliances define our lifestyle, but, removing them to another location
leaves the old place an echoing, lifeless mold for the next inhabitants to decorate and maintain.
Not so with the garden...
There, we apply our lives to our true 'home' which has no walls, windows or doors; cultivating, pruning, transplanting in a mini-world of natural
delights while in the company of buzzing honey bees and songbirds.
We prefer to work seperately, my wife and I; she gets the front yard while I tend the back. In this way, we both contribute our tastes and preferences
in different ways; prodding the shrubs, trees, bushes and plants into a very personal reflection of ourselves.
Our connection to this Earth, in the most basic and personal way, is manifested in the gardens we create.
The following series of pics are my domain... the Back Yard:
The Columbine is my favourite flower of all. The bright colours and perfect pedals open in June and last well into the summer. Doing well in both deep
shade or dappled sun, they seem to me like faerie heads bobbing on the summer breezes.
The next plant is commonly known as 'Stock'. The flower, having four distinct pink flowers, opens only in the evening or during cloudy days to
release a powerful scent. Closing the pedals into a tight ball in direct sunlight protects the perfume from escaping, holding it until sundown to
flood the back yard with sweetness.
Speaking of scents, I am particularly happy with the Sweet Grass I've nurtured into a thick mat. It is the 'bent over' grass in the foreground,
looking much like a wave spilling onto the lawn.
The stalks are picked by pinching it off between forefinger and thumb as close to the roots as possible. Once gathered and dried, I use the blades for
smudging after adding white sage. The aromatic smoke is unbelievably pleasant when sprinkled onto live coals.
In The eastern corner of the garden is this combination of Peonies, Salvia, Sweet William, Evening Primrose, Daisies and mint, all suspended to some
degree, on a Fairy Vine.
Life in the yard... sun, cloud and rain replenish the garden...
...and we are only temporary denizens in this world of sensory delights, pouring our love into the soil and treasuring the results of our efforts.
To both my wife and myself, THIS is what we will miss most when we move. Our heart and soul went into these gardens. What you see in this post are
only a smidgen of what one can find hidden among the foliage when the time is taken to look around my back yard.
Yesterdays photo shoot was interupted by a sudden thunderstorm and heavy downpour. Today, the sun is back and I'll take some more shots of those
'hard to find' nooks and crannies.