This was after a heavey rain, lost lots of blooms....sad sad sad
A GARDEN SPEAKS
IF YOU DIDN'T DIG US or HEDGED OUTTA BED
I was sleeping in the heat With sweat upon my brow When in my mind I heard Get up we need you now
I looked around my room All was calm and still Rolled upon my tummy Hoped the sounds would chill
Now I'm not Mother Nature But I've a plant or two Growing in my garden That needed gettin' to
Demanding little suckers Worse than dogs or kids Crying gimme water It's not like nature did
The weeds are being bullies They're squeezing at our buds Beetles are a bitin' As chipmunks dig the mud
Branches need a trimming Old blooms to be removed Give us fertilizer Before our growth resumes
Give us some attention! We're here at your command If you didn't dig us We wouldn't need your hand
Horrid over crowding We're fighting for some space Can you see our beauty When weeds are in our face
Upon our purest patience Past your rude ingratitude We bloom just like a rainbow While you try to sleep past noon (not true , I am an early riser)
So get up when we call you Our splendor is but brief Our life is but a season Thieved by ALL YOUR sleep
PAX A 7/18/06
This is a link to pictures of only 1/2 of my garden, it's thriving this year in spite of me, when I get my lazy butt in gear, I will post another album with the other half. I have recycled my daughters old toys, with a fairy tale theme. Castles, fairies, things like that, then I continued the theme, with a garden door made by Jack Roberts, which we named the Enchanted Entrance. I put a bunny, some turtles, & a fairy, by it's entrance. I have a lion I named baby Aslan, along with the rooster who crossed the road. My daughter says I am cheesey....too bad......Muuhaahaa........I enjoy it!!!
My loveliest flower is my daughter, wearing a Chinese Dress and her biker boots.
Some old shots here too of my daughter when we first made the garden, she was maybe 4 yrs old and she helped me drag these stones down a mountain load them into my car in 102 degree heat and carry them up the drive way. Oh I miss those days! Puberty is hell!!!
When you get to my on line photo album, push the bar to the fastest speed, there are loads of pics.
Ah!! What an absolute delight... like mine only more riotous of colour cos mine has all grown out and not been replaced and just the rampant mint and Rose of Sharon and darling (but pongy) Marguarite Daisies proliferate... must get to view this album... sounds addictive... like all my babies old baby photos... see you in a while. Beautiful whimsy, Contrary Mary... Keep Kockling Kate xx
Loved your clever, witty (and so true) poem...but drat it,
couldn't get your photos link to display.
Have to admit, the humidity here is such that I've resorted
to silk flowers in my outside urns. Tsk-tsk on me!
Your above photo is lovely though. Thanks for this package, Anita.
Your poem and photos were such a treat this morning..both so colorful. Having spent most of the daylight hours in my own garden this past weekend in the incessant heat , I think I can even appreciate this gift of yours more. I even jotted down a few notes for a poem along the same vein including references to the chipmonks I encountered...good minds think alike, but A, who's gonna deadhad all those petunias, That's a full time job!
Nice Petunia's, and I like that archway covered in..Dang I forgot, I have the bright pink variety on my fence down the back..Love this...
So this is how your garden grows aye, I cant imagine that anyone who grows such a garden could posion cookies, I mean it's just not possible, someone's telling fibs hehehe.
And now to check out the other Photos
Love Cherry Pie aka Ch'erie and all that Rot
Splendid garden Dearest Anita!!
How it speaks your heart ... and speaks to the imagination; where you'd be finding lots of poetic inspiration!
Such a gorgeous poem to complement! ... "Blooms just like a rainbow"!
Enchanting us all! Your garden would be a dream to sit in ... as you read your writes! Oh your fam would adore you!!
Blessings all round kindred spirit!
Love, Suzie :-)
I love this enchanting haven for fairies and fireflies...unicorns and gnomes, turtles and a door to the white rabbits hiding place ...enchantment , aromas and fun. This is an awesome poem full of you my dearest friend and your nature is alive and well with glorious mysteries.
Your daughter and mine have the same dress...just about.
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
The leafage needs cutting back, and time to put those plants to bed...
This poem is brilliant, but it does not prepare one for the view your pictures offer! (Can we move right into this garden?) Your garden is spectacular, a view one will not forget, a joy that will bloom on in memory, too wonderful!!!
You know its the cutest thing, when people pass my garden, they try to look at it, but don't want me to know they're looking. When I see that I usually invite them up to have a look, because most of my property is above street level, my house is built on a cliff. Little kids come right up to it, and like to find things, I have little snakes and turtles on the rocks, junky plastic toys, and colored glass marbles on the ground, between the stepping stones. I let kids take them home when they find them. I have so much stuff in the garden....old McDonald's toys, like Tarzan, or little dinosaurs, paper weights, to reflect the sun, little unicorns, glass fish I have hanging from tree branches (flying fish), flying pigs, rows of bird houses, I call Sub-bird-ia, yuk yuk, swans, lots of rude trolls, (nose pickers and butt scratchers), Mikasa crystal bells,so many things. If something breaks in my house, and its interesting, I find a way of using it in the garden. Like refrigerator magnets, that were stained glass, the magnets came off, and I tied them to flower hooks, I have swarski crystal beads hanging from tree branches here and there, to make rainbow reflections.........I know it makes me look nutty........lol........but my garden is wild and as eclectic as my hair.......
I do it all myself........lots of work.....thats the only drag, but I do enjoy it......thanks all for your sweet compliments.........
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Your garden so closely resembles mine!!!
My arbor (though made of concrete and stone, is situated where
yours is, my planters are the same kind, there is a profusion of
Petunias...which I dearly love for their sturdiness and ever-blooming
I plant and prune sumac to look like tropical palms. Though my garden is lavender and blue in the summer months, it is full of fall
colors of the most earthy kind, in autumn.
Do you live in the Midwest, too?
Going now to check out your other pics.
Queen greenthumb from cookieville I'm keeping this treasure of a poem,and going right to your pics. You are amazing! That garden is YOU!!!
Care for it, but please don't tame
I saw the pics and had to catch my breath before returning.I said you are amazing, what an understatement! I truly am in awe! Do you sell tickets to see it? You should!;-) You must have help? Whatever,Bravo!!!
Liked this irreverent horticultural gem, flower of a poem, A!
yes, they do need require lots of attention, even small gardens.
Just listened to Oscar Wilde's selfish Giant on the radio -
he built a wall around his garden and put up a big notice:
TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED. Old Jack Frost and his friend, The Hail, were the only visitors in the giant's garden after a while.
the flowers popped their heads up and went back to sleep: he's too selfish, they said to each other..... ha! hope you enjoyed this snippet across the garden wall, my dear! kenny