I tend to think about a variety of different things while working in my gardens ... always thinking to myself that I should document some of my thoughts in a blog. So here goes post number one. Goodness only knows what might come out with the writing of this blog!
Gardening is relatively new to me. But then again, it isn't. I just never paid much attention to it during my younger years. I do, however, have fond memories about gardening back then. Dad's 'little' corn patch when we lived in Xenia, Ohio. Or my late Grandpa Fuddy in Idaho, who always grew a garden. But, as a child, it always meant work and that wasn't always fun for a kid.
During my 20's and 30's, I was too busy for a garden - and never had a place to grow a garden. Seems funny for me to say now, because I'm still too busy for a garden! But, it's my therapy. I do so much thinking out in that stinking thing! Always, without fail, I think of my Great Aunt Grayce. She was such a hoot! Her gardens in Lewiston, Idaho won many awards and got lots of recognition. I would go to her house after school and help her paint rocks to place in her garden. You know "Old gardeners never die, They just spade away." Things like that. Her eyesight wasn't the best, so I spent alot of time at her house identifying pictures too, while she could still see enough to identify everyone in the picture. She was such a dear lady!
Yesterday, as I pulled weed after weed, my thoughts turned to how much I enjoyed being out there. Yes, it's work. But, to me, it's fun work. It's not for everyone. Dave hates to pull weeds. He'd just as soon I didn't have any flowers - all veggies. "You can't make any money off those flowers," as he would say. But I do catch him, from time to time, enjoying the beauty of the front yard, so I know he does enjoy it. Just in his own way. Because he is the Dave person and I am me. Two totally different people. But, we do knit ourselves together in our own special way.
Not everyone enjoys gardening - and that's okay. Not everyone can be self-employed and live the outrageous way Dave and I live - and that's okay too. I won't judge you, if you don't judge me. Because we are all separate in our own unique way. I can't imagine myself going on a big shopping trip and having fun. That's not me. But, hey, if that's you then so be it. Because you are your own person and none of us can be duplicated. Why would we even want to try?
See, I get pretty quirky in my thoughts. But, that's okay. I'm me and wouldn't want to be anyone else!
Have a Blessed day everyone. Please enjoy this day that the Lord has given to us.
Pam
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