To be a true gardener you must be willing to get muddy, and have patience! Just watch all those people who every year go to B&Q and buy instant colour for their garden. That's not gardening. That's decorating.
To be a true gardener you must be willing to get muddy, and have patience! Just watch all those people who every year go to B&Q and buy instant colour for their garden. That's not gardening. That's decorating.
Totally agree Patience is one of the valuable keys. Its good to know that theres gardeners out there. Like Clarington and Erics Mum who aren't afraid to get stuck in. A sense of pride and value for your garden stems from that. Casting my eyes over the garden. The garden tells me its needs.( no i don't hear voices lol).. But there is a invisable senstive thread of connection between me and my beautiful plants.
Has each flowering plant fades away and its time for the pruners to come out. I snip with care and quitely thank them for what they have done.
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OCD springs to mind...
Acceptance that I will break most of my long manicured finger nails during the first week of the summer season, never to grow again until Oct.
To be a true gardener you must be willing to get muddy, and have patience! Just watch all those people who every year go to B&Q and buy instant colour for their garden. That's not gardening. That's decorating.
+1 for patience and you need more of it when OH looks at those "decorared houses" and tells you how neat and nice they are as compared to our place ?
To be ultra excited when you see your plants springing to life after the winter
Totally agree Patience is one of the valuable keys. Its good to know that theres gardeners out there. Like Clarington and Erics Mum who aren't afraid to get stuck in. A sense of pride and value for your garden stems from that. Casting my eyes over the garden. The garden tells me its needs.( no i don't hear voices lol).. But there is a invisable senstive thread of connection between me and my beautiful plants.
Has each flowering plant fades away and its time for the pruners to come out. I snip with care and quitely thank them for what they have done.
Not to be able to go down one single street without peering over the fence or wall to see what's growing
With secateurs and plastic bag in my handbag (just in case the owner offers , of course !)
and smell any flowers which may look fragrant. DH thinks i may evolve and grow some sort of trunk!
Wonder, imagination, and an acceptance that plants die. This however, is an opportunity, not a disaster.
When you don't even know who's in the team
S.Yorkshire/Derbyshire border