Looking very green! I don’t have a valley per se, but several large flowerbeds and a deck with beautiful California succulents that I had allowed three feet of weeds to overtake. My yard was so overgrown that weeds had covered a table and four chairs! Downright shameful of me, I know. My house was the Grey Gardens of my street, perched on my little hill above the neighborhood. I don’t think hands had touched my yard in a year.
Every day I would walk by my flowerbeds and think, ‘I gotta call that gardener.’ Finally, one Saturday it hit me: Why was I always saying I was going to call a gardener? I live in Southern California for f***sake. It’s beautiful outside, why not do it myself? How bad could a little dirt on the knees be?
So Easter weekend I put on my Wellies and got to weeding. The following weekend I weeded and planted. Next? I’m planning to plant more blooms and trim the trees. The last two weekends I’ve been downright giddy about my new addiction to my garden! My goal is to have my small yard feel more like how I envision the garden must have looked in the book The Secret Garden, a bit of magical color and wildness.
Pulling weeds and digging holes is not only deeply satisfying, but I actually experience serenity. I know that sounds corny and hey, a yard isn’t exactly “nature.” But digging in the dirt, fighting the bugs, and breathing in that wonderful smell of water hitting my plants on a hot day is… tranquil. I find my peace of mind knee deep in flowerbeds. But don’t worry, I won’t be donning an”Edie” scarf and dancing in the garden anytime soon!
Don’t be intimidated by your garden! Get out there in your boots and gloves and start playing in the dirt! National Gardening Association is a fun place to start your research.
Tags: gardening, How Green Was My Valley, National Gardening Association, The Secret Garden