WOW ! I always wanted to garden. My older brother Wes does and loves it. I unfortunately did NOT get the gene. :) I have a Black thumb except for growing African Violets. Go figure! anything else nope, nada. I planted Roses and other flowers in a bed I made myself when we bought our home in 2004 in Mississippi. They did ok but I had to leave them alone. As far as I know they are still there. when I got my first apartment at 19 I started with One pot of African Violets. in a year I had over 50 pots on a HUGE flower stand. I finally lost the last one at 45. I was on vacation and it didn't get watered and died. But no telling how long it could have gone on and made more. I would repot and give them away to people who needed a boost and did it for about 25 years. I used to say it was my way of spreading love and sunshine. Today my only thing growing is my own growth which has been quite wonderful. Going from not wanting to go on in late 2020 to having a life, job and friends I enjoy everyday. God has carried me through and I came out the other side happy and fulfilled. and I know anything else I need he will provide so I just turn it over to him and let him provide in his time.
After all he sent me you My sweet encouraging friend. AS always I enjoyed your writing and wait for more. :)
Linda! That's hilarious you have a black thumb for everything but African Violets? Those are the VERY hardest to grow!!!! That means you are very special (but I already knew that!) Roses are actually hard sometimes. They are either uncontrollable or they don't have the right place to grow (touchy). I love that you shared them as gifts. That's exactly what I love to do - something special from the garden. When I began my career shooting I had no time for gardening and I did it for years while the kids were little. So I had a 20 year break. I would sit and pot anything and I also had about 50 pots lining our little brick walkway. It was a way to watch the kids play too. For me, getting back to the garden has been God's perfect timing. We were going through our pain at the same time in 2020 and it's been amazing to have friendship that encourages our growth through love and support. ox
Writing and gardening are two of the best therapies to nourish a troubled soul. Reading a captivating novel is also another remedy that helps. Do whatever helps to anchor you, while you have the ability, talent and motivation.
Mom, I pulled this story up this morning and saw that I missed your comment. I am so very sorry. Yes, "do whatever anchors you." I love you mom. Thank you for the example. ox
Me too. It's been way too long. My career and family life, responsibilities, etc., left me no time or energy. I have a brand new appreciation for it. An awakening of sorts. Thank you dear friend. ox
WOW ! I always wanted to garden. My older brother Wes does and loves it. I unfortunately did NOT get the gene. :) I have a Black thumb except for growing African Violets. Go figure! anything else nope, nada. I planted Roses and other flowers in a bed I made myself when we bought our home in 2004 in Mississippi. They did ok but I had to leave them alone. As far as I know they are still there. when I got my first apartment at 19 I started with One pot of African Violets. in a year I had over 50 pots on a HUGE flower stand. I finally lost the last one at 45. I was on vacation and it didn't get watered and died. But no telling how long it could have gone on and made more. I would repot and give them away to people who needed a boost and did it for about 25 years. I used to say it was my way of spreading love and sunshine. Today my only thing growing is my own growth which has been quite wonderful. Going from not wanting to go on in late 2020 to having a life, job and friends I enjoy everyday. God has carried me through and I came out the other side happy and fulfilled. and I know anything else I need he will provide so I just turn it over to him and let him provide in his time.
After all he sent me you My sweet encouraging friend. AS always I enjoyed your writing and wait for more. :)
Linda! That's hilarious you have a black thumb for everything but African Violets? Those are the VERY hardest to grow!!!! That means you are very special (but I already knew that!) Roses are actually hard sometimes. They are either uncontrollable or they don't have the right place to grow (touchy). I love that you shared them as gifts. That's exactly what I love to do - something special from the garden. When I began my career shooting I had no time for gardening and I did it for years while the kids were little. So I had a 20 year break. I would sit and pot anything and I also had about 50 pots lining our little brick walkway. It was a way to watch the kids play too. For me, getting back to the garden has been God's perfect timing. We were going through our pain at the same time in 2020 and it's been amazing to have friendship that encourages our growth through love and support. ox
Writing and gardening are two of the best therapies to nourish a troubled soul. Reading a captivating novel is also another remedy that helps. Do whatever helps to anchor you, while you have the ability, talent and motivation.
Mom, I pulled this story up this morning and saw that I missed your comment. I am so very sorry. Yes, "do whatever anchors you." I love you mom. Thank you for the example. ox
So grateful you found life in your garden so we could connect and you could experience the love of God that restores. Beautiful garden pictures
Me too. It's been way too long. My career and family life, responsibilities, etc., left me no time or energy. I have a brand new appreciation for it. An awakening of sorts. Thank you dear friend. ox