A Letter to the Garden

Dear Sweet Garden,

Thank you for tea and infusions; tea that nourished my bones, my brain, my heart, every cell, my spirit!  I know I need to drink from you every day and not just sometimes.  I have missed you, Little Wild Garden, since I had to move away from you, but I know your spirit and personality are recreated wherever I am.  You will be where I am, and you will give me what I need.  I trust you.  God made an abundance of plants and creatures and called it a garden, and that is where he put his first human creation. I know you are a powerful place of refuge and quiet and life, and even, sometimes, death.

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infusion from the garden

I have started over, and this time it has truly been baby steps to find you again. Maybe people think I am crazy for talking to you, garden, but it is quite the opposite! You very often kept me sane. You were a reprieve during many stressful times, and even times when I tried to recreate you in places that were transient and not right, you gave me peace and beauty. Dear garden, I love you!

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gathering herbs
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cold, bottled herbal infusion

When I look around me now, the beginnings again of you, garden, I see a plant that has flourished near me always, and even grew by random seeds I tossed out this past spring: rosemary. I know I need you. I have always known that. The more the better! You have been by my side for nearly three decades. I see two native plants now, prolific and healthy: the pine tree — two varieties; and pipsissewa (wintergreen). The landscape you have chosen for me is new to me, but it contains elements of two places I have loved. I grew up among the pines. I am glad you are here. And you have a forest floor thick with leaves and pine needles and dark, rich, decaying matter, springing forth mushrooms and fungi. I think we will get along well together, you and I.

Enjoy this day!

Garden Fairy Watching Over

My sweet garden fairy watches over things.  I have not named her yet.  She can never replace Sarah Elizabeth Gramble, but she will have a life all her own, and just as special and sweet.

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Garden fairies are SO important.
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There are the beginnings of the compost pile to take care of.
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There is the sage to guard.
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The camellia bush needs watching.
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And what I call the “original Christmas trees,” beautiful fall bushes with pine needles hanging like tinsel and berries like bulbs — they need to be looked out for as well. Who knows what kind of mischief could happen without a watchful eye?
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With this I close. Enjoy this day!