Showing posts with label perfect garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perfect garden. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

My Table Top Garden is Growing

The experiment is on its way!
The fruits of the garden table are beginning to show!
Look at this!
Can you tell it's grown in spite of the cold spring?
Look at all the squash blossoms! It's zucchini!
Look at the small tomatoes! I can hardly wait until they ripen!
The basil is growing and the lavender is blooming!
The Moss Roses are blooming, too!
More to come later!
This is good!

Friday, April 17, 2009

The Perfect Garden


When you live in Minnesota, you expect a long winter, a short fall, a very short spring, and a medium length summer. Usually, at the first sign of a warm day, the true gardeners are outside raking and cleaning up the gardens to get ready for the first planting, the first tulip, the first day when they can be outside puttering in their beautiful gardens. I am not one of those gardeners. I'd be happy just watching my garden grow from afar.

Knowing this, I had to ask myself, what would be the perfect garden for me. Here are pictures of my garden as it looks right now.



In my perfect garden, there would be flowers blooming all the time--even in winter. Winter would not kill the perfect rosebush or make it go dormant. Flowers would bloom all year long.


















Some bushes and plants would have two different types of flowers on them. They would bloom profusely and never go dormant.



















This rosebush, which has been in the same place in the garden for over 20 years, would bloom profusely. In the twenty years it has been here, it has bloomed only one time, and that was for my daughter's graduation. The flowers were bountiful and fragrant. Since then, the rosebush has not bloomed again.



















My beautiful little herb garden would never need weeding. (Actually, none of my garden would ever need weeding!) The herbs would overflow with their pungent fragrances and taste. Now, that would be awesome!

The perfect garden would also have the perfect gardener. That would be Raul with his shirtless body steaming in the sun. His muscles rippling as he plunged the shovel into the garden----Wait!



Wrong fantasy! Oh, well, at least you know what my perfect garden would be like!