Tag Archives: Garden

Chicago Botanic Garden (micropoem) part two

A quinceañera photo shoot

on a beautiful rose garden day

children gather to watch.

Overheard, “Do you see the princess?”

“May we say hello to the princess?”

Children kept at bay, eyes fixed on the beauty, until ….

“Aren’t we lucky we saw a princess today?”

Mother Nature has a sense of humor

October 2 and we have snow. I’m still new to the weather patterns here in the Rockies. If you’ll notice, the mini snowman is adjacent to plants that are still happily growing.

The photos above are from a nearby hike less than twenty-four hours ago. Full fall colors and mostly blue skies. This exquisite flower was picked from our garden only two days ago.

And now today, I’ve woken up to snow.

I know it will melt and we’ll again see the 50’s later this week but it’s still not what I was hoping to see out my window only 10 days into fall.

Bountiful Harvest

The joy that comes from eating what you’ve grown with your own hands and hard work, planting seeds, watering them, patiently waiting to see what will grow is a primal. Our vegetable and herb garden has been truly a magical part of our summer.

Some of our plants were lost to rabbits, squirrels, and chipmunks or the challenges of high altitude gardening. But the exquisite shades of green as I pick arugula, spinach, and lettuce more than make up for the disappointments. If you have never eaten “just picked”broccoli, go to a farm or farmers market soon. And next season, grow your own. 😎

We also have created wildflower gardens where there was nothing before. Again, the leap of faith to put seeds in the ground and water and wait has paid off. As we enjoy these last days of summer, I’m appreciating every aspect of the season and the land.

Ten years

Ten years ago today, in an outlet mall parking lot, I met a man. It’s been a a roller coaster ride in every way imaginable. Full disclosure: I love roller coasters!

What’s special? He makes me laugh every day and he knows how important this is to me. He says things just for the purpose of making me laugh and after all this time, we have a few phrases that alway elicit this response.

We both enjoy the wonder and beauty of our planet and the universe beyond. Who else makes a date to watch the solar eclipse in the middle of a busy work day?

Who else makes a magical fire with a picnic on the beach to enjoy the blue moon, knowing I am consumed by the beauty of the full moon?

You know you’re loved when he withstands below zero temperatures because you want to see every moment and every snow sculpture of the Fire and Ice Festival in Breckenridge.

And now, we have created beautiful gardens around our house. He has built creative garden beds, hollowed out logs, and repurposed planters to grow wild flowers, morning glories, herbs & vegetables, and so many flowers that attract butterflies, hummingbirds, and me!

And back to the roller coaster, the feeling of contentment when you are heading back to the station, knowing everything is safe and secure … and it’s always been okay. 😊

A Morning glory grows in Nederland 

When winter was still going strong, I dreamed of spring and summer. I dreamed of flowers, herbs and fresh vegetables. It’s a leap of faith planting seeds inside in order to have plants in the ground 2 months later. I’m not known for a green thumb but my extreme optimism makes up for it. Plus, I have an excellent gardener for a partner. Today our first flower bloomed from the seeds we planted.                                               It took me back to a beloved book, “A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.” Below is a quote from that book that I believe is an inspiring life philosophy.

“Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.”  — Betty Smith