Down on my knees, trowel in one hand, the other hand knifing through the soil, writing in my head, thoughts that go back and forth like the roots of the Vetch I’m trying to track down, that has gotten into someone’s garden. Weeding is something that I do hours on end, with a lot of thoughts going through my head. Snap! There goes a root I won’t get out today.
As a landscaper, I design a garden by putting the ideas in the ground, and then going back to care for it. I watch it grow into something that may or may not have been the original idea. That is the wonder of nature. Snap! I’ll have to come back to you some other day. Sometimes I feel like a Monk doing penance to nature for she has her own design.
Earlier this spring, we got a call from…
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3 thoughts on “Vexed by the Vetch”
I have certainly done my time with vetch, unwinding it from the lilacs and the “magic carpet.” I am trying to approach my yard and garden with the things you mentioned in mind – whether the space will look welcoming, the amount of time I have to work on it, how the plants will look in 5 or 10 years, and what grows well together. I take baby steps each year.
Part of of it is just the enjoyment of planting, growing and observing. In fact I spend more time in my own yard taking pictures, looking for insect, mushrooms and whatever than I do maintaining it. So enjoy, and thanks for the comment