It’s that time of the year again when thoughts turn to spring. Which means, of course, that it is planting time for all of us with an appreciation for flowers or the need to plant a garden. It is a rebirth of the dried out flower beds and a time to get on with repairs and postponed projects.
I usually enjoy two springs, one here on the island and the other up at Potlatch. Through only 350 miles up the road, the planting season in the mountains comes about a month later. This year I’m getting a late start heading north so I’ve been able to spend more time with the flowers here.
Like my cooking, my gardening is a “work in progress” and I’m constantly learning. This year I’ve planted impatiens, petunias and geraniums using flower boxes on the back porch. They will bloom all year until the first frost and provide needed color in contrast to the rich green foliage of bamboo, palms and oaks. In addition to a couple hanging baskets of begonias and ferns, there are herbs close at hand for the kitchen—chives, basil, fennel, thyme, rosemary and mint.
Each morning, coffee in hand, I go out for “a talk with the flowers,” pinching and pruning or watering. It is a special time for me and soon I will be repeating the exercise all over again at Potlatch. Lucky indeed!
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Looks beautiful Robert!
I try to write about the “good”as well as the “bad and ugly.” Thanks.
Will a fuschia grow in our zone? I can’t find one up here, beautiful!