I sort of had this fuzzy dream of one day growing an amazing herb garden. Sure, sure in previous years, I have had pots of this and that. Some years the Thyme took over, most years the Basil was replaced and replaced from Trader Joe’s. Dreaming of a secret garden with herbs to gather and berries to pick was always the plan.
One of the beautiful things that the previous care takers of our new home left behind were huge, amazing, raised bed gardens. Gardens so beautiful & lush that snipping a sprig or two to garnish dinner plates is hardly noticed.
We also inherited sorrel, garlic, grapes, apple, raspberries and blueberries. Yes, my mermaid swims through the garlic.
So in a magical twist of fate and good fortune, I am grateful for herb gardens that are thriving. All lush and so lovely.
Before I slip on my new garden gloves, I run my hands over the mint. I brush the leaves back and forth. The aroma is intoxicating and fresh. Oh my.
How does your garden grow?