Do you have childhood memories of a garden, or maybe multiple gardens? Parent's vegetable or flower gardens? Grandma's peony bed? A beautiful public garden, like Kingwood Center in Mansfield, Ohio?
More than providing food and decoration, gardens linger in our minds as fragrances and textures and tastes.
I don't especially like to garden and I keep my own patches simple. I am lucky, though, that I come from a long line of gardeners and married into a gardening family. I do my part to help plant, but I really come to appreciate the garden at harvest time when I have gorgeous fresh food to cook.
YUMMMMM.
During this colder than normal Spring the hardiest of gardeners have braved the elements and got their gardens in as usual.
We are not in that group.
But, Jim did get some of his early crops in and we plug away at the garden a little bit at a time.
Another thing not accomplished, getting flower seeds started indoors.
Never mind, eventually they come up and flourish when directly sowed. This is what Ava and her Papa were doing Memorial Day weekend.
As you might guess, Ava's favorite color is pink. Her seeds of choice are pink blossoms, with a few other colors sprinkled in for a kick of color.
It will be interesting to see what comes of this garden design this year :)
I think that most kids like to have a garden they call their own. Sure, they don't necessarily like to work in it everyday (and neither do I, so I totally understand). But to have a space that they design, they plant, they watch grow...that is what is important to them.
Even though she's only here about once a month, we always set aside this part of the garden for Ava to call her very own. And, to make it extra special, my friend Denise made the garden sign. Isn't it lovely?
Marcheta *growing memories
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