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  • 10am and the thermometer is already reading 30 degrees. It will be one of those days. The garden offers an excuse to go outside early and and get wet. The flowers need me now that the children need me less. There is more time to tend to this new passion for ALL things that grow.

    When we moved into this house 25 years ago I recall the first rainy day and the smell of grass. After so many years living six stories off the ground I had seen many sunsets from the balcony looking west but had never noticed the smell of grass. I stood at the screen door and wept with joy for what I was noticing now and with grief for what I had not noticed for so many years.

    For years, when the children were children, I was more than satisfied with watering and watching the grass grow. No need and no want for anything more or anything less.

    Things change thanks to time and the people around us.

    I met a friend who grew up smelling grass and flowers and who loves to play in the earth. As I watched her plant her new garden with such delight and such faith and such playfulness and such hard work and such back ache, I was inspired to see what might happen if I tried to create my own garden.

    What I learned from her garden and from my garden is that some plants grow and others don't. Some plants you become attached to and others not. Without water weeds will thrive and plants will wither. Butterfly bushes DO attract butterflies.

    My garden needs me and I need my garden. Hostas, columbines, blue indigo, clematis, spurge, japanese grasses, sorrel, bleeding hearts, astilbe, daisies, roses of sharon, cone-flowers, sweet woodruff, wild ginger, lilies of the valley, ferns, yarrow, rhodedendrum and azalea...some will survive longer than others. I will enjoy them all as I water them and cool myself down in the process.

    Things change thanks to time and the people around us. Thank you Julie for my garden.

    Buon Compleanno to my Giulietta...
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