As the Audrey Hepburn quote goes . . . which I know I’ve used before on this blog . . .
“To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow”
The downside to being up north for so long was that my garden got a little bit neglected. While The Husband took great care to make sure all my plants got the water they needed and that the lawn was well cared for, he has proclaimed zero interest in the tending to flowers and shrub aspect of gardening. And so, with the heat we’ve had and all the lovely water The Husband gave them, my plants have all gone through, what I will politely term “a massive growth spurt”. And yes, from that you can read into the fact that the tomato plants may be threatening to take over the entire backyard . . . the watermelons and cantaloupe are using everything they can find as props to climb upwards (including, but not limited to delphiniums) . . . my prized new climbing roses are duking it out with the pepper plants and cucumbers for climbing space along the fence (the roses appear to be losing) . . . and there’s the fact that the invasive weeds from a few neighbouring properties seem to be thriving in the absence of my obsessive removal of their runners . . .
While I did a quick tour around as soon as we got back on Sunday, I haven’t had time to go back and seriously examine what needs to be done (the above all came from cursory glance, so heave knows what I’ll find when I start rooting around) nor to get going on any of what needs to be tended to.
Today brought buckets of rain, and so, no gardening was undertaken today either.
But, after we got home from friends this evening, I had a few quick moments to wander around again, and check in on a few of my favourite plants. Of course, most favourite rosebush did not disappoint.
But the knowledge that there is so much more to be uncovered, so many more things to see, so much wonderful work to be done has me quite excited . . . So I will be going to go bed tonight, dreaming of tomorrow and the joys that I know I will find hidden in my garden.