The Patch as I refer to it, is my tiny garden. Tiny as it is, it is quite enough for me!
This is the first year since my Mom's passing that I have gone into my garden...sounds crazy right? Well, you see, thing is, my Mother was the "gardener" of the family. Once the spring planting was complete, it was necessary to show Mom. She would gratuitously OOOh and ahhhh and then let me know what I had done wrong, specifically. Once she passed away it was pretty bleak outside (inside too)
"Time heals all wounds." Mom would say after something catastrophic happened. As usual that proved true. Time, however, really dragged on and it took me three years to "get over it". Get over the emotion and depression...I will forever miss my Mom. Of course.
I think she would have been proud of me now...I am almost back to my healthy self! o.k. to the garden.
I actually purchased a few plants, a new umbrella and little outdoor rug...then a wonderful thing happened, I met a landscaper! She was the girlfriend of a work mate, came out to the townhouse, took photos, asked me what I envisioned and voila! I have another patio.
That is almost complete now and we are on to the next phase...on the other side a dry creek bed and natural plantings.
Before she began, I plotted out the shape and position of the patio for her.
The result is so cute!
The other side of the garden...
The result is that I have an additional 2 rooms to "live in" outdoors in the summer...I can relax or draw, paint or chat with a friend...it's pretty wonderful...I am full of gratitude.
Amongst the potted flowers, I planted lettuce and herbs, multiplier onions...so nice!
