I was inspired today by a Garden Connection I made on the Social Network Facebook. If you haven't given Facebook a 'click' yet I would like to encourage you to take a peek over at my 'garden page' at BGgarden Fan Page. I have made some wonderful connections on this site. Diane Downey is one of those precious gardeners whos' inspiring blog at Angels with Dirty Finger Tips made me take a minute to remember what inspired me to get into the garden. Thank you Diane! I hope I can encourage someone who happens to click onto my world here today as I share wonderful memories from the gardens I have experienced.. My thoughts to share today is 'WHEN?'
When I was a young girl I enjoying the blooms from my parents lilac tree in our small city back yard. I remember visiting gardens that at the time could only hold my attention for a short moment. As I grew older my parents found creative chores for me and my siblings to do with hopes of keeping us constructively busy. These dreaded chores were possibly created because my parents had a dream in the garden but didn't have time to do the work involved. When I was in Grade School I hated the garden due to these summer consuming chores. I vowing to NEVER have grass when I grow up because my parents would make us go out in their HUGE garden and weed. My bad experience was not being able to tell a WEED from a SEEDLING so of course I would spend plenty of time being punished for choosing the wrong green to pick!
When I entered my teenage years I found a new love for Green making extra GREEN (cash) to spend at my best friends family owned a greenhouse.
When I became a home owner as a young adult I found myself in a garden. Not a garden that I had made so it was quickly destroyed because I had no idea what I had got myself into. I was determined to make my own garden just as we had made our new house our home. This is when I feel back in love with the garden.
The Mailbox Image is from my first garden. When I maxed that yard out we moved to the country. Finding a joy in being able to grow your own food has been an important part of my life as an adult.
When' with curiosity to what my other Garden friends may be inspired to share.
When' I can't help but wonder what my children will remember. It has been a blessing to watch them grow and to be encourage to add to their surroundings by growing in their own space. It has been amazing to a grade school project a child was encouraged to participate in has lead to her love for planting her own flower garden each year.
'When' the garden became an important part of her life.