There is something rather calming about putting your hands in the dirt, pulling out weeds, and encouraging new growth in your garden.  And it has been one of the life savers in my life.

The garden before removal of the cherry tree
The garden before removal of the cherry tree

I love the concept of nurturing a plant, feeding it, weeding it, allowing it room to grow and sprout, produce fruit, or flowers.  Getting outside and just losing myself in the task of pulling out weeds, planting new flowers, or vegetable plants, creating new gardens, exploring what I have in my garden.

When I first move to a property, I do very little to the garden to start with, because I want to see what it has.  This place that I currently live in, has some beautiful old hellebore plants, a winter sweet tree, and an extensive herb garden.  It also has iris’, gladioli, and lily of the valley (the last two are my most favourite flowers).  After the first year is up, I can then work out what I want to do with the garden.  The one outside the front door, down the pathway has become a cottage garden, with ground creepers, viola’s, native grasses and lemon balm.

Out the back, I have a carnation garden, as I love carnations – and this year it is really flourishing.

My vegetable garden is sadly lacking at the moment, but I hope to get stuck into it over winter and slowly start developing it into a working garden once again.

When I am feeling particularly down, I go outside and start wedding a garden, and its surprising just how 20 minutes in the garden can really lift my spirits.

A to Z Blogging Challenge – G is for Gardening
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2 thoughts on “A to Z Blogging Challenge – G is for Gardening

  • April 9, 2016 at 7:04 pm
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    What a lovely garden it sounds like you have. And I like your practice of seeing what a garden has to offer before changing things – I bet you’ve come across some delightful things that way. There’s always something magical about having your hands in the dirt and/or your nose pressed into a flower – it never fails to make me feel good.

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    • April 10, 2016 at 5:58 pm
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      Yes Deborah, gardening is a newly discovered passion – well, newly rediscovered. I think the green fingers runs in the family – apparently my grandfather used to carry parsley seeds in my pocket, and he would sprinkle it over fences on his walk home. Apparently every house from the Port to their house on the Port Hills had lovely parsley plants 😉

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