IBQ PROMPT: GARDENS

Purple Allium

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This week’s IBQ prompt from 61 Musings is about gardens; what does a garden mean to me?

I love gardens, love to dig, plant, sow seeds, but honestly, I’m too lazy to properly cultivate one. I’ve tried, I even had an allotment at one time, but I never quite managed to make much progress. I’d do things in fits and starts, and never make much of it.

My purple granny’s bonnets

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My front garden goes a little wild in the early summer, after a blazing spring of dancing daffodils. I did a bit of grass cutting yesterday, which has left some of my lovely flowers highlighted among the shrubbery.

Some sort of daisies? Not sure, grows like wild in the garden.

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In the back garden I’ve planted a few edible plants in pots. I can manage pots 🙂

I have nasturtiums…

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Salad leaves and spring onions…

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And cherry tomatoes.

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I share the garden with mother, and she has a few of her own plants. Her favourite is her clematis. It grows by the back door. It should flower soon.

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This evening Mumsy planted up some pots for my grandma.

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Gardens are a refuge for me; strolling around a large well tended traditional garden with fruit trees vegetables and flowers is heavenly.

But my garden will never be that.

Too big and I get distracted by the complexity, by the small things. I might have one perfect, dug, fertilized, neatly planted, bed, but the rest of the garden will be weed strewn. Instead, a small courtyard garden with planters of flowers, fruits and vegetables would be perfect. It wouldn’t matter, then, where I was living because I would have my own little piece of countryside.

(Image credit)

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If the house was surrounded by trees, somewhere out in the country, that would be perfect…

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(Picture from my friend SH in northern Finland, sent a couple of summer’s ago.)

In the past I’ve been as obsessed with gardening, but, like a lot of my obsessions it has passed on and is now back down to a ‘background’ interest, something I enjoy and have some knowledge about, but which doesn’t consume me.

To answer the question, what do gardens mean to me?

A refuge, a place of calm, serenity, and the green growing things.

Occasionally they are also a playground and a place to socialise and celebrate with family and friends.

Gardens represent the two parts of an introvert’s nature, in a way.

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