Last week I wrote how I bought flowers for my mom's garden that my sis and mom take care of. They are the gardeners with green thumbs. They plan, and plant, and tend the flowers and vegetables.
I mostly admire. I am an admirer. I go around and smell the blossoms and take tons of photos, many of which I share on my instagram account.
I am a consumer - I love to eat the tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchinis, carrots and yellow wax beans.
I understand that when the gardeners have a plan of what goes where, then the admirer and consumer even with all the enthusiasm might create challenges. So it's better to warn them when I am about to add things to their flowerbeds.
"I will buy at least one flower," I announced to my sister when we stepped out of a van to visit the largest and most known English style garden in Estonia, "That is, if they sell anything."
My sister sighed. Last year around the same time I had skipped around in a fair and urged her to buy three new flowers. What she did.
The garden we walked around was gorgeous. The curvy and wide flowerbeds hosted large clumps of colourful perennials. I was at awe how much beauty could fit in somebody's home. The amount of care and work they had put in was beyond my imagination. The owners didn't have only green thumbs but all their fingers and toes were probably green.
I don't have a garden of my own. I don't have a green thumb. At home my husband takes care of the house plants. But the flowers speak to me. I love their beauty. Doesn't that mean that I have at least some percentage of a gardener in me?
After several rounds in the garden, and after eating some cake, we went to the selling corner.
I saw what I wanted right away. One pot of Black-eyed Susan called to me from afar.
I was kiddy like a child next to an ice-cream stand. The name "Smiley Lemon" made me smile even broader.
In the evening my husband dug some space for my new flower in a flowerbed that he already had extended two years ago to fit a red coneflower of my liking into it.
The gardener in me was happy. So was the admirer. My mom and sis admitted that I sure make good choices.
I am like you. I am not a gardener, but I do enjoy the flowers. My idea of planting is throw some seeds in the ground and hope something takes and grows. I would say that you made a good choice in what you bought. arjeha
ReplyDeleteI love taking pictures of flowers, and yes, I'd say you made some good flower choices, too. :)
ReplyDeleteThe color combination is gorgeous! I think you definitely have some percentage of gardener in you. I like gardens that mostly take care of themselves since benign neglect is my gardening style. I will take advantage of end of season sale prices on perennials and try to put together a garden before the end of the season. My new house has mostly rocks for a garden--not what I want to look out my window and see though I can appreciate how very VERY low maintenance it is.
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