Thank you for popping in and welcome to a Salvage Sunday. While we’re still looking at snow in Edmonton, it is officially spring in the northern hemisphere. Hopefully many of you are enjoying daffodils in your garden, planting in thawed ground, blossoms on your trees and the buzzing of a bee calling you to the garden. To celebrate that and my own anticipation of a warming weather trend, I’m sharing a post about my garden at the lake, originally featured on Boomdeeadda, June 19th, 2012. Please enjoy…………
Gone But Not Forgotten
I bought my first home when I was just 25 with all kinds of gumption and a mite bit of naivete. There wasn’t much on the land except for the house when we first moved in. What I really liked about moving to the lake was, we could keep our boat in the front yard and I could have a dog. Young people have funny priorities sometimes, don’t you think?
It didn’t seem to matter that we were almost an hour’s drive to work. Plus, if you’re a homeowner, you probably know the projects are never-ending. The time and love you put into a home over the years, these are the things you can’t put a price on when you sell. In the end, you leave it all for someone new, it’s a little bittersweet.
The garden is the pride of many homeowners. It’s where you’ll take family pictures, BBQ with friends, play with the dog or even have your kids birthday parties. Really, life comes and go’s through the garden. When it was time to leave, I wondered if the new owners would be so diligent? Will they care for it as I have, do they have a green thumb or even LIKE gardening? Will they stake the Peonies as their giant blooms start to nod with heaviness? What about the Poppy’s and Delphinium? They certainly need some help to stand up tall too. I hope they love my favourite’s like the Bleeding Heart, Lady’s Mantle and white Lilacs as much I as did.
Wouldn’t it be great if when you’re moving you could pack it all up like the dishes and just take it with you? I was truly sad about leaving the rose-bush we transplanted from my mother-in-law’s garden when she moved to a nursing home. Fran just loved to see it in our garden, happily growing bigger every year.
Seems perhaps a garden never really belongs to you, it’s only temporarily in your care. I knew one day we would leave the lake and leave the garden behind. While it may be gone, it’s not forgotten.
Buddy in the Garden (1995 – 2010)
Have you visited your local garden centre
yet this spring?