It occurs to me that even though this garden we just bought (which also came with buildings)…is a harbinger of firsts and lasts.
First garden with mature roses. First garden with rivers of anemones. Pulsatillas. Birch trees. Fritillaria.
And, after gardening at five previous homes; I know, that, at 60 years of age—this will probably be my last labour-intensive garden. It's stewardship, really. I'm taking it on and working it forward for whomever comes next. I just hope they like anemones.
4 comments:
Hope you are enjoying the new garden and buildings. Stewardship is an excellent way to describe your plans.
So happy for you, badcrafter! Sounds like this house —and its garden—has a soul.
Oh how beautiful. I'm writing from Michigan. It's still pretty cold--we're waiting for spring!
We're having a damp cool stretch too, but the plants don't seem to mind!
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