What I have yet to do
I have finally gotten unpacked enough that I can start digging in my garden. I spent time last Saturday with a shovel chopping down some of the weeds. It was hard and time consuming so Rob bought me a weed whacker. Now before you all say "What?". I wanted the weed whacker. Rob is more than willing to go out in the garden and start working. But I love it! The weeds are so thick though that the weed whacker only has power enough for about 20 minutes of work. I'm still trying to decide what to do and in the mean time I will just have to whack weeds for 20 minutes a day.
As I am out there chopping down the weeds and digging up the dirt I feel really close to so many people. Orman the former owner of this home and garden plot loved his garden and worked in it even after he was legally blind. I feel especially close to him because I have a sense of responsibility to him to make his yard beautiful. He passed away a year and a half ago so he probably has a great vantage point from where he is.
My Father who loved the outside. His father my grandfather had a garden so gardens always held a special spot in my father's heart. My grandfather Pettit who taught me how to poison gophers in his garden. He had a huge garden. I mean huge. I remember picking great big strawberries out of the strawberry patch and picking beans and rhubarb out of his garden. His mint bush that made summer evenings in grandpa's garden smell so good.
Rob's grandma Wilma. I never actually met Wilma but I did spend a year and a half in her home and working in her flower beds. It was from Wilma that I acquired my favorite garden books. Books that she used for her garden and that Rob remembers looking at as a child because of the beautiful pictures.
As I am out there chopping down the weeds I feel like they are all gathered around me whispering encouragement. "You can do this". "You can make this garden beautiful". "We can't wait to see what you do with this garden."
I love this garden and hope to make all of my muses proud.
3 comments:
How fun! Isn't having a house fun! I love working out in the yard and garden too. There's a sense of reward that comes from it, that doesn't really come any other way.
Oh my goodness, what a very sweet and inspiring post. You CAN do this!!
Beautiful post.
I can't wait to see you in December. Congratulations too. What a sweet home.
We've come a long way from those snowhomes we tracked on the Backman basketball court at recess.
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