Notes from the Garden


Thursday- There are moments of grace to be had walking out through the garden during breaks in the rain that has fallen for over a week now. Baby daffodils are emerging against the soft pink of the Camellias and Azaleas that seem to take turns flowering. Almost every time I step into the garden I delight in some new discovery as we get to know this new garden full of mysteries. Today's was the Sakura by the front gate.
Even taking out the compost has become a labour of love, often followed by shouts of "come see, it's all pink", "look what's popped up" or "is it a weed" "I don't know, leave it, it's pretty" or "what do you think that is going to be" and "look what I found" or "smell this", "is that kaffir lime" and so on.
When my mother last visited she swooned to find her mother's namesake, Daphne, growing all through the garden and the last of its heady scent still permeates.

Friday- Today I found the Japanese Pearl flowering down a path and  brought some in to liven the house which is still in the midst of sick babies. It looks so delightful on the new eggshell blue table, in fact everything looks beautiful against that blue.
I look forward to the openness of the weekend mornings when the babies will sleep in and there will be just me and my thoughts in the quiet of the morning light and the soft falling rain.
I've been enjoying reading May Sarton's Journal of a Solitude, and it comforts me to know that she was so prolific that when I reach the end I can pick up another memoir. And yet I am never in any hurry to finish it, I've been reading it for a few years now, picking it up every now and again, reading a few entries, like catching up with an old friend, and then each of us going about our own lives until we meet again. It never even matters if I am reading passages read before.
Saturday- There's this urgent sense that the old needs to make way for the new as Spring is just around the corner and a week of rain wakes dormant seeds. I walk around with secateurs and hack at plants and pull away dead leaves. Today I was thrilled to find a Magnolia tree in the far corner next to the baby Magnolia that bloomed in winter, its buds almost ready to burst forth its magnificence. I planted out the  basil which hopefully will be pleased to stretch its legs beyond the restraints of the greenhouse tub it came in. It looks happy gently swaying in the breeze and momentary sunlight before the rain start again, almost grateful.

The garden looks wild and unkempt next to manicured and well kept gardens on either side of me. I like it wild, my attempts are just to nurture and nourish it and watch it, to let it flourish and be continually mystified by the constant new discoveries and growth. I hope I do more good than harm, of course I have no idea. And all the while I am reminded how much I love our little corner of the world here ♥ ♥ ♥

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  1. I love hearing about your days Galia, and seeing the beauty of your space as it blooms. One of these days I promise, I'm going to cross the ocean to visit you. We can make flower petal jam together <3

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    1. Yes, yes, Come Sarah Ann, for I am surely coming your way one day and together we will watch the Northern Lights :)
      Gxx

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  2. G... this is a beautiful post! thank you! i must go get my watercolors and paint the flowers in the first and last pics. thanks to your recommendations i got both 'one watercolor a day' and 'water, paper, paint'. LOVE them!.

    xoxo

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    1. So glad you love them and I look forward to seeing your paintings. Isn't that last flower magnificent- it's a baby Magnolia (which I didn't even know of until I stumbled on it at the bottom of the garden- how wonderful to have a garden full of magic at the bottom), of course it probably has a "proper" name, but I like baby, and it is going to look just that when the two trees are in bloom together.
      Gxx

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  3. I love magnolias! I being wanting to plant one in my garden. I still got to plant my crab apple tree that's still in its pot they grow really well up here.
    Sorry I haven't emailed you my computer keeps crashing and freezing.

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    1. find growing in the garden, are waiting to burst open yet I fear the birds are eating them like fruit before they can.
      No problems, I'll hear from you when you are ready.

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