Last year the backyard was nice but just not PERFECT. This year
for me has been so much better from the start!
The Spider plant has more than tripled in size, to the point
she no longer can hang , well not unless I use a CHAIN. The lawn
with just enough rain is so green, and soft to walk on. I never water the
lawn or plants that are not in pots(those get watered each day or every other)
the perennials also do not get extra water. I grow plants raised here for the range of temps and
four different seasons. They for the most part are tough survivors, like us.
The storms have taken our pretty little spot for shade and
tore it apart not once but twice. My boyfriend was a welder for years and with
welding rods and some DUCK TAPE we have gotten another year
of it. Thankfully as this is where I doing beading outside as well as wire wrapping
all the while playing with JT and taking photos of back yard visitors who do not mind us
sitting out there.
Next year I have a lot plans for this place we call home.
There will be many plants grown from seed this winter, for plants to go into
a new English Garden as well as all plants that will feed us, throughout the year.
I was given glass from an old greenhouse a friend had no use for and boyfriend will build
me a greenhouse to move them out into even it there is snow still on the ground. The sun is
amazing on this piece of land from sunrise through sunset. We have a windmill and 1 solar panel
so far to help with filling the needs for electricity even if it is for a small FREE amount for now we
can build on it little by little.
I will try to leave enough room in the greenhouse to grow some pretty plants for the garden club
here in town I am secretary of. Hangers ready for Mother’s Day plant sale would be so nice to work towards.
I have to say this time last year I hurt so bad and emotionally hurt more, on most days but just a year later
so much has changed. All it took was me putting one foot in front of the other and doing just one day at a time.
Folsom Mill Studio/Eunice Miller 
WoW- now THAT is a spider plant! Gardening is good for healing – gives you strength, like that plant!
I think you are right! I come from Grandmother’s on both sides who grew and loved so many things I think of them as I plant and smile when they bloom they would be so proud of me enduring what I have and coming out the other side
Dirt under these nasty wire wrapping fingernails always feel good to me and you are right it settles my soul
HUGS for knowing so you are so far away but seem to understand completely
Eunice
Hugs to you too Eunice! When I see someone with dirt-stained fingers I know they are soul mates! LOL! :D
:) Me too! We are EARTH MOVERS and we make people OH and Aha
:)
Gardening is such a healing thing…I’m glad and happy for you!
Linda
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Thanks it does help to take your mind away from your troubles yanking weeds and dead heading once pretty blossoms :)
Thanks
Good for you!!! Beautiful backyard and perfect place to do your beading!!
It is a wonderful spot to do anything that is for sure. Heard a tree fall late this afternoon when the winds kicked up in our area must be one a Beaver had ready to fall :(
Those dang beavers!!!
:) It is all about BALANCE I just keep things in check around here lol
Your plants look far healthier than mine Eunice.This time of year,all shrivelled up in my garden from the intense heat here. I agree with everyone, gardening is good for the body soul and the mind thus leaving me contented that I have tended to lifeform that brings memories sometimes of loved ones.
This is so true. I am sorry the weather did not keep your yard lush I did cut the lawn one time on the wrong day and then no rain and all this sun had it crispy but it came back I made a deal with myself now mowing unless enough rain was to fall the next day. lol My back liked that idea too!
My Grandmothers worked hard but always found the need to putt around their gardens I am so glad I have their memories I think of them a lot and how loved we were too.