Natalie, till I die I will never forget your words. A garden is the closest we can come to Creation. You touched my heart. Hugs, Barbara
My extravagance is my garden –
it’s the first thing I look at
every morning when I wake up.
It gives me so much pleasure.
According to Margaret Atwood, “Gardening is not a rational act.” And though I like to think of myself as a fairly rational person most of the time, I’m given from time to time, like most folks, to a little irrationality especially in the garden. So here goes today’s saga about my most recent fall from rational grace, as it were. The only thing I needed at the nursery was a bag of planting mix, but as always I wanted to stroll up and down the rows and rows of flowers before making my purchase. The first thing that caught my eye was this amazing white clematis with its chocolate colored anthers. As I stood admiring it, I kept saying to myself, “No, Natalie, you…
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