While growing up, one of my favorite places was my mom’s “Garden of Eden,” as she called it, a wild, lightly-tended flower garden she loved as her own special place. A big White oak nurtured shade loving plants and the long margins along the yard stretched into the sun for others. My brother and I delighted in picking mom bouquets after church, though I suspect we did far more damage to the place that our offerings merited. The only picture I have of “Eden” is the one still in my mind’s eye—and it is still a beautiful spot.
It occured to me this week that the gardens I’ve grown and grown to love here in Vermont all have the same feel of wild beauty. I joke that they are actually made of about two dozen “weeds” I just manage when I have the time!
Regardless, June is the peak of lush greens with a world of color here and there. The past few weeks has been a palette of purple, violet, pink in particular.
It is such a delight to enjoy the changes and growth every day. One of the benefits of being more homebound this year is having time to both enjoy the gardens and to put a bit more time into their “management.”
sUCH BEAUTY – AND THE COLORS ARE SO PURE. Thanks John Snell for sharing your artistry with us. I remember years and years ago coming to your home to visit Karen, when I lived in New Hampshire. Now I am in Portland, grateful for my garden. Glad Karen turned me on to your blog. Blessings to you both, kashala
Thank you, Kashala. Yes, gardens are essential! Hugs, John
Lovely and Lush, and yes, a bit Wild
Thank you. Glad we can each enjoy gardens as we do.
It doesn’t get any better than your special garden. Gets better every year.
Thanks for sharing your garden as we can not see it in person yet. Dianne