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Return to the garden

Back in my garden after some days away — always good to be home, even with a lovely time away. I walked around the garden this afternoon, deadheading the end of the first bloom cycle, re-tieing climbing roses, pushing tomato vines inside their cage for support.

My son had done a good job with the checklist I had left with him while I was gone (basically mowing and watering) but he was just working the list. He wasn’t noticing that the daisies had opened their buds and were bright against the sun, or that the first bloom of blanket flower was completed and the perennials needed trimming back. He didn’t clip off the snapdragons that were going to seed. He didn’t take a leaf of lemon basil and bite into it, or squeeze the lavender and enjoy the fragrance on his fingers. Or notice how much the lilies have grown and wonder when the warmth will coax the buds into bloom.

Therein lies the difference between gardening as a passion and completing the chores of gardening. I’m thankful he did the chores that I asked of him during the week, but I’m happy to back in my garden, with my passion for the flowers. It’s as if I am becomingĀ re-acquainted with the nuances of a well-known friend. I’m clipping and touching and sniffing and gently tying or prodding, not because I have to, but because I want to bring out the best in each flower.

One of the friends I was with last week has known me more than 30 years, and in that kind of long and deep friendship, we can bring out the best in each other, just as my knowledge of my flowers brings out their best. I’m thankful for the time we spent last week, trimming dead-wood and loosening the old soil, and pushing each other to be our best selves.

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  1. * Mari Mayborn says:

    “…not because I have to, but because I want to bring out the best in each flower.” I love how God reveals so much–about Himself and how to live with others–when we’re working in the garden. It’s a wonderful classroom, isn’t it.

    | Reply Posted 9 years, 2 months ago


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