This past Monday, on my way to work, I stopped in to see my gardening friend, Mrs. D. As I’ve stated somewhere earlier in this blog, her garden is simply the best garden in the area. A visit with Mrs. D is always educational and inspirational. She said things are sort of in between right now, but that in a few weeks there’ll be some more color.
Her peas are what’s happening right now. Check out how she uses an old piece of chicken wire fence to support them. When the peas are done, she just rolls up the fence and puts it back in the shed.
I’ll be checking back in a few weeks to see how things are progressing.
I love my garden. It’s a work in progress. An escape. An experiment. It’s my slow food store. It’s my connection to my ancestors, my climate, my landscape, my place in the universe. It is a continual source of amusement and amazement, a place of inspiration and perspiration. But it’s a total mess. Which is why I like to visit other people’s gardens.
This morning, on my way to work, I stopped by my friend’s mom’s house. I will refer to her as Mrs. D. She arguably has the best, most beautiful garden in all of East Coventry Township—and perhaps the whole county.
I went there this morning because I heard the tulips were blooming, but she’s also got lots of lettuce, spinach, potatoes, garlic, onions, cabbage and more—a truly inspirational garden.
I will be making many return visits to Mrs. D’s garden for the sake of this blog—and for the sake of my own gardening education. Thanks, Mrs. D!