A walk through my garden…

Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers. Let me keep company, always, with those that say, “Look!,” and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads.

~ Mary Oliver

There is a reason why there are so many poems written about spring – and paintings painted, songs sung…it’s just so damn beautiful! I can only imagine what Spring would be like in the cold countries after a long, bitterly cold winter – but even here with our relatively mild winters, spring inspires.

Come, and I’ll walk you through my garden:

It's early - 7am - but I have been up for about 2 hours. I walk outside of my studio cottage where I work, write and do yoga, and look down upon it from atop the grassy bank. The wild yellow roses are just starting to bloom, and the miniature daisies are standing straight up to attention like tiny floral soldiers.
It’s early – 7am – but I have been up for about 2 hours. I walk outside of my studio cottage where I work, write and do yoga, and look down upon it from atop the grassy bank. The wild yellow roses are just starting to bloom, and the miniature daisies are standing straight up to attention like tiny floral soldiers.

 

When I walk up closer to investigate, I am struck, as i am every year, by the perfection of the tiny rose, a miniature embodiment of the sun itself.
When I walk up closer to investigate, I am struck, as I am every year, by the perfection of the tiny rose, a miniature embodiment of the sun itself.

 

I walk back over to the house - it's nearly time to get the kids ready for school, but the light is perfect at the moment. The bit of the house you can see is part of our back verandah and main bedroom. Running alongside of it is one of my favourite places in our garden. Only shade loving things grow here, and these cliveas with their sturdy brightness glow like beacons in the night.
I walk back over to the house – it’s nearly time to get the kids ready for school, but the light is perfect at the moment. The bit of the house you can see is part of our back verandah and main bedroom. Running alongside of it is one of my favourite places in our garden. Only shade loving things grow here, and these Cliveas with their sturdy orange brightness glow like beacons in the night.

 

In this same garden, through the tiny path and out on the other side, is this Camellia. She is beautiful, but prone to long periods (years in fact) of sulking. It took years for her to get over being moved here, but she seems to have finally accepted it :)
In this same garden, through the tiny path and out on the other side, is this Camellia. She is beautiful, but prone to long periods (years in fact) of sulking. It took years for her to get over being moved here, but she seems to have finally accepted it 🙂

 

Out the back of the house, between the bathroom and the shed is my herb garden. Only the most hardiest herbs have survived our dry frosty winter - rosemary, yarrow, echinacea, evening primrose, oregano, mint, chives, thyme and some scraggly rocket. I will plant soon though - I want some lavender, and basil for starters :)
Out the back of the house, between the bathroom and the shed is my herb garden. Only the most hardiest herbs have survived our dry frosty winter – rosemary, yarrow, echinacea, evening primrose, oregano, mint, chives, thyme and some scraggly rocket. I will plant soon though – I want some lavender, and basil for starters 🙂 There’s my beautiful daughter there in the background 🙂

 

 

Up towards the back of our one acre, near the chicken pen, is our vegetable garden. Any plant that has survived the winter is a true hardy survivor :) Calendulas, parsley, silverbeet, sorrel and oregano have all earned my respect this year :)
Up towards the back of our one acre, near the chicken pen, is our vegetable garden. Any plant that has survived the winter is a true hardy survivor 🙂 Calendulas, parsley, silverbeet, sorrel and oregano have all earned my respect this year 🙂

 

 

Bordering our driveway is this grevillea, along with bamboo and callistemons. The rainbow lorikeets chatter and screech here every morning, enjoying their nectar breakfast.
Bordering our driveway is this grevillea, along with bamboo and callistemons. The rainbow lorikeets chatter and screech here every morning, enjoying their nectar breakfast.

 

 

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In the Jacaranda tree that stands sentinel at the corner of our driveway and the road are two beautiful tree orchids. Every year they gift us this display.

It's time to go in now - breakfast needs to be made, lunches prepared, home reading to be done, clothes, hair and teeth. But before all those shenanigans, Buddha and I take a breather :)
It’s time to go in now – breakfast needs to be made, lunches prepared, home reading to be done, clothes, hair and teeth. But before all those shenanigans, Buddha and I take a breather 🙂

 

There’s some little snippets of my garden, I hope you enjoyed it. Have a beautiful day everyone!

 

2 comments

    • Thank you Elysha 🙂 I was laughing to myself about calling it my garden, when in reality, all I do is enjoy it – the Bear does most of the work in it! I will pass on your respects to Buddha – I’m sure he will be pleased 🙂

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