May 20, 2010

• Spring is going along as it should

  Every once in awhile I like to take a walk around the place and just check on things.  Since I have been so busy with my courses I haven’t been able to get out into the gardens which means that everyone is doing the work for me, not that I mind but I miss the therapeutic aspect of being in the garden. 

  

  Yesterday’s walk around left me with the assurance that all is as it should be.  Makes me sound like a control freak doesn’t it.  It’s not a need for control that makes me need this assurance but rather a certain contentment in my soul that all is following the course set forth from the dawn of time.  (sounds profound doesn’t it)  This all translates out to a need to know that all is right with my world.  So I found my husband cutting wood and stacking it up for next winter so that we can keep the cold that we know is coming at bay.

  

  I found the little lilac that MK rescued after the fire actually thriving.  In another year perhaps it will even have some flowers on it.  This little tree was right in the path of the firemen and fire hoses and was quite the worse for wear after they left.  MK transplanted it here and has nurtured it until there is more live tree than dead.

  

  Thanks to Mary-Kate’s attention in my stead the hops have been tied up and they are quite a bit taller than I am.  I love to see my hops growing and the scent of them in the fall when they flower is a heady thing.

  

  The big climatis is about to burst into bloom.  This vine started out as a grocery store reject that was nearly dead when I planted it.  Now it is thriving and blooms with ferver every summer all summer long.

   

  This little bloom is growing and thriving also.  He tolerates being taken outside but he trusts that we know what we are doing.

  

  The blue climatis is already offering up its show of hand-size blossoms.  It doesn’t bloom quite as profusely as the purple one does but the blooms are just as beautiful.

  

  I think best of all, Matthew assembled the fountain and filled it last night.  He even poured a big jug of bubbles into it.  The soothing sound of the water falling from one level to the other is a big part of what makes working in the garden such a therapeutic thing for me. 

  One more week and I will be done with three courses then I will have more time to be out in the garden.  Just hang on until then.

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