As many of you know, I do not describe myself as having a beautiful green thumb.
Yesterday, I was out taking pictures of what appears to be a lush, stunning, healthy Lilac bush. Just under my kitchen window, where if I should open the window, once blooming a fragrant scent will tickle my nose. I took several pictures, many angles. Then I went to my favorite place, the land of Google. I was trying to figure out if it was indeed a Lilac. It is looking very much like a Lilac bush of pure beauty.
One of the lovely things I am grateful about moving into this new home, is the garden. My garden, now. The last care taker, Amy, she had a passionate green thumb. She shared (by leaving behind) a plethora of special plants. By the arrangement and care, oh, you can tell she loved to garden.
I have my fingers crossed, in new garden gloves, that some of her gardening passion and knowledge will somehow magically find its way into my soul.
5 amazing raised garden beds. Fragrant herbs already thriving. I used some of the chives Easter morning. The Rosemary is strong and vibrant. It added what I needed to some Garlic potatoes.
It is my goal to tend and encourage those plants she shared. The tulips are just about to burst open. I will pick them and bring them indoors. I will enjoy every splash of color. I will be grateful for her foresight to plant tulip bulbs last fall.
Sometimes the phrase I use “in this together” is never more obvious.
If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need. Marcus Tullius Cicero