I spent twenty minutes working in the yard today. It was difficult and I’ve had to adjust some of my methods and expectations, but last year I wasn’t sure that I would ever work in the yard again…so I’m definitely happy with my altered abilities and my new garden. As Gary said, “It’s just the right size.”
I’ve made a few changes here and there that make this yard feel like home. I haven’t spent a lot of money. I’ll have to be patient while some of my small plants and young seedlings take hold and grow into their spaces. But that’s what gardening has always been about- patience and faith.
I’m most pleased with the long flowerbed that runs the length of the house. It was a wild tangle of old mint, chives, strawberries, and a few herbs. I killed all of those over the summer and fall of last year, a tiny bit at a time, in between doctor’s visits and surgery and physical therapy. Preparing that flower bed has motivated me to get better and stronger. I can’t wait to see how beautiful it is later in the summer!