Alfred Austin:
Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.
Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.
Mrs. Lou's garden
There’s a wooden sign that says 1957 when you enter this garden and a feeling that says awesome when you leave. I am fortunate to know the keeper of this garden and have been able to walk through it many times and take in the beauty that she and her late husband have created over a half century. This garden is totally genuine and made from only love and hard work. There was never a designer or any professional assistance in this delightful place; this is here because she must garden. She told me once that the garden is something that motivates her to get up each morning and begin her day – checking to see what may have opened during the night and what may bloom today and gathering vegetables for the table and flowers for the soul. The weeds disappear because of the scratching of the hoe, never chemicals that kill injudiciously, and the vegetables are plump and vibrant from mostly compost and natural amending of the soil.
Enchantment
Joey and Edward’s Garden
It is as though each flower has a purpose and each piece of flora is just as it should be, nothing is by chance, except perhaps the lazy lizards that jump from one clay pot to the next and spend time basking on old brick walls. They are random and I suppose quiet pleased to live in such a place as this garden. As a visitor, you realize immediately that this space is tended to daily and is precedence in the lives of the people who live here. There exists somewhat of a menagerie of birds and puppies that live amongst the plant life also, it is apparent that they too are tended to faithfully. All in all, it is an enchanting, yet very conceivable, set of circumstance that beckons you to stay and inspires you to create.
Here is a snapshot of the vegetable garden; I felt healthier just standing near it.
The little house in the background was once part of a plantation and is now a restoration project that I am certain will be done in a way most suiting to its
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