My husband and I were talking last night about how much he has changed since we married almost 50 years ago. He mentioned that if he were by himself, he ‘wouldn’t have any of it” – referring to the 14 brick planters we built, the raised-bed square foot garden, the greenhouse, the deck…. I asked him if he would miss any of it now. His answer kind of startled me. He said an emphatic, “YES!”
When we had our home built, he started doing all this because it was important to ME. He wanted me to be happy, so he not only went along with, but suggested things to encourage my love of flowers, veggies, and working outside. Now he considers it a quality of life thing. He loves the flowers almost as much as I do. He looks for ways to make my gardening easier, since I’m getting a bit ‘long-in-the-tooth’ now. He WANTS to go shopping for plants and takes a great interest when something blooms.
Yesterday the second part of my Mother’s Day gift to myself was several sessions out in the yard, trying to uncover the flowers in a trio of planters that go between our front yard and our driveway. He not only helped me, he sat and kept me company while I worked.
We only have one red rose bush in our yard, but I brought these in yesterday so we could enjoy them inside. I pruned the three Rio Samba rose bushes so they’ll hopefully keep blooming. (A wonderful lady at the local nursery taught me how to prune. You take the spent bloom in your hand and find the next group of five leaves on the branch. You cut in a diagonal above that group of leaves.)
I only finished one of the three planters yesterday, so I’ll be out there today, continuing to try to make sense of the huge growth of greenery. Wish me luck? I’ll post pics when they are finished.
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