Wednesday, March 30, 2011


I have been pondering the concept of what makes a "gardener" truly a gardener for a very long time now.  Of course the polite answer would be that anyone who "gardens" runs the gamut from the potted plants on the deck or balcony to those who have beautiful large sweeping gardens that have been designed and maintained by professional landscapers while the "gardener" does the puttering.
However, it seems to me that to truly be a gardener requires a lot of toil, trouble and a certain degree of dirt under your nails.  There is the "potted plants on the deck" gardener who may very well be unable to acquire a plot of land of their own and this is how they feed their passion for growing beautiful flowers or edible vegetables.  Some of the very best gardens are those that are small and charming and filled with the gardeners personal flair.  The gardens that have been professionally designed, planted and maintained with the "gardener" doing the bits of trimming and has the luxury of enjoying the final effects of all of that hard work are those that I take issue with.  I ask, "how can they consider themselves gardeners?"
To me, to be a gardener literally means starting from the ground up.  From the beginning stages of the planning of the beds all they way to completion with all of the mistakes, frustrations and successes that accompany the hard earned title of "gardener" whether it is on a small or a more grand scale, the gardener doing the majority of the work themselves.  True, as we all age and get older we may be looking for help with the heavy work, but those of us with the gardeners soul will never turn over the actual tending of the garden. It is something we will do until we can no longer.  


There is a very fine line between "hobby" and mental illness. - author unknown

Saturday, March 26, 2011


The earliest part of spring can be a true delight or a great frustration in the Pacific Northwest.  This year, a great frustration.  It seems as if the sun will never come out, however...  without fail the charming Hellebores always appear.  They are delicate looking and very hardy.  This year they poked their heads up out of the cover of leaves that I hadn't been able to remove and reached upwards.  Their heads have been loaded down with rain and this weather has probably lessened their "show", but nonetheless they are here, giving me cause to smile and look forward to sunnier and drier skies.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011


The pic below makes me terribly sad as a gardener.  It was once a honeysuckle that was actually thriving extensively after it's third home.  The first move was necessitated by the neighbors dogs chewing it to pieces, the second home was just not right and it's third home was perfect.  Full sun and picket fence as well as an arbor to ramble along.  It grew like crazy and was gorgeous, the hummingbirds loved it.  One offense against this determined honeysuckle was my husband.  It needed to be trimmed (when I wasn't present) in order for the septic tank to be pumped and he recklessly wacked away at it dead center.  I managed to do some aesthetically pleasing tidying up.  Just a couple of weeks ago, the worst damage to it yet was done by our young dog (whom shall remain nameless).  In just a very short period of time he completely destroyed my beautiful honeysuckle.  All of it's main branches were shredded to bits!  There was nothing to do but cut it to the ground and say a little gardeners prayer.  
Of course we all love the pretty pictures of flowers growing happily, but as a testament to the hardiness of this plant I wanted to post this pathetic picture because I am betting that by the end of summer it will be reaching it's way towards the picket fence once again.

Sunday, March 6, 2011


Just ordered my first flock of chickens.  Padacascenca, Americauana and blue Polish.  They will be here just in time for Easter.  Looking forward to all of those yummy purely organic eggs that will be coming our way.  Will post pictures of them when they arrive.  Can't wait!