Leaving my gardens have always been the hardest part of my shifts.
Today - the perfect autumn day - was my day to farewell my garden.
I pottered about, trimming, pulling, digging, sowing, planting and carrying.
Given the time of year it is, there was a fair bit of hacking as well.
The soil is in superb condition and it felt good leaving the garden in better shape than when we arrived.
I've also learnt that I need to pot of few bits up to take with me.
I've also learnt that I need to pot of few bits up to take with me.
I just can't leave my gardens empty handed.
Cuttings I have struck, herbs that needed dividing, some baby strawberry plants and a few divided perennials all got crammed into the back of the car.
I expect I will especially need these plants this winter.
The earthquake and it's long-term effects on people's daily life continues to unfold.
Having a patch of earth to tend in the midst of the dark, cold weeks will be just the tonic to remind me that Spring will indeed return.
I think leaving gardens that have been tended, loved, and so much "together" time spent in them is definitely a hard thing to do. A great idea taking a little piece of that with you. One gardening friend always takes some of her forget-me-nots with her to all her houses (they originally came from her nana's garden from long ago).
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind comments on my blogs! I love your blog, which makes me feel nostalgic and bit sad for the homeschooling life we've (like Nikki!) recently left behind!
ReplyDeleteI love that idea of little bits of different gardens getting mixed and swapped around as people move from place to place.
It can be a tricky road to travel this no school thing and the children's and adult's needs shift. I hope the school thing is working well for your family. BTW, I used to live in Carterton many moons ago. I have a special love for the Wairarapa from this time. The Tararuas are astounding.
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