I remember snowy winters, ice skating on frozen ponds, and igloos made out of snow. Igloos you crawl into to sit with your best friend and hide from the wind. I still have a fondness for snow. Not like the snows we had when I was growing up in Michigan , but the snow that…
Statues add personality to the garden ~
I have always loved placing statues in my garden; they add personality and interest. My favorite and oldest is my little girl statue. I never named her so she remains "my little girl". She has been with me many years gracing every garden I've had. I love how she looks ready to take a bow…
Last Summer Days
I will hold on to warm days in the garden. Days of gentle breezes. Days with skies that hold the earth in a pallet of azure shades. Days when garden shadows play hide and seek between glints of light on flowering trees. Days in the garden witnessing the wonders of succession of bloom. When one…
Wabi-sabi: the Japanese art of…
Finding beauty in what is simple and imperfect. I have always appreciated objects that have a history. This clay pot is imperfect; worn on the edges, and covered with green algae. And because of that I cherish it. I love the patina on the brown herb pots, distressed and peeling. These pots have been moved…
Cautious and Curious ~
Every morning my husband scatters seeds for the birds and squirrels. One day a white squirrel scampered down from his way-up-high nest to investigate. Being cautious, most days he stayed on the wooden bench. Eventually his curiosity got the best of him and I saw him eating seeds on the cement bench. He must have…
I once had a tree.
The tree was the first thing I saw; magnificent limbs stretched across the yard in all directions. The house was built in 1920 on an acre of land with a few apple trees and an old chicken coop; perfect for a future potting shed. I saw the potential of what it could become. I knew…
“When the world wearies and society ceases to satisfy, there is always the garden.” ~ Minnie Aumonier
I recently found this quote on one of my favorite garden sites and loved the ending: Always the garden because it is the title of my blog. Why did I choose Always the Garden to be the title of my blog? Because when the world wearies and society ceases to satisfy my garden is always…
Silent Sunday Viburnum carlesii
Spring
I write And capture moments in time To remember. Lest I forget. Winter garden. 2024 It always amazes me how the garden looks in winter. Remnants of Lavender, Russian Sage, Sedum Autumn Joy, and Bobo Hydrangea still standing, other herbaceous perennials asleep underground. During fall cleanup I left leaf litter and small fallen branches as…
“Each kindness makes the whole world a little better.”
"Chloe doesn't really know why she turns away from the new girl, Maya, when Maya tries to befriend her. And every time Maya asks if she can play with Chloe and the other girls, the answer is always no. So Maya ends up playing alone." So begins the beautiful, poignant picture book: Each Kindness. Why…
Always the Garden 