May 10, 2004





  • Thinking On My Love Of
    Gardening...
     
       

     

     

     

    Spring also meant the
    British neighbor lady, Mrs. Grant, an avid gardener, would be out in the
    garden weeding and planting. Like any young child I was fascinated with the
    act of putting seeds in the ground and winding up with large, flowering
    plants. It amazed me how chopping most of the growth off a rose would cause
    it to flower beautifully just a few weeks later.  I was amazed how she
    would gather the leaves that had fallen from the trees and had collected
    along the gutters and curbs to bed her flowers down in the Fall, and in the
    Spring those same leaves would have broken down and become part of the rich
    soil that was in her gardens
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    Thank you Mrs. Grant, for
    sharing with me the love of plants and gardens that you brought from
    England, and that I now share with my daughter and friends. Like a planted
    seed, that sharing a love continues to grow and flourish, and produces many
    more seedlings. 

     

      
    By now, anyone that has read
    anything in this blog knows that I am nuts about gardens and plants. I
    really don't know for sure why that is, but I think I can trace a good
    amount of it to when I was a child.

        I was
    born and raised in Baltimore City. Baltimore is unique from other large
    urban areas in that it has a large number of parks and green space, except
    for in selected inner city areas. I was lucky enough to grow up across the
    street from a very large golf course. The golf course is circa the 1930s,
    and has rolling hills, streams and ancient trees that just beckon children
    to climb them. My favorite times were spent as a child, climbing ancient
    oaks or mulberry trees, and coming home covered in purple blue juice stains.
    Spring's  arrival meant the trees would bud out and wild flowers would
    start their growth along the Herring Run stream that runs through the golf
    course.

     

     

     
    I learned a lot from Mrs.
    Grant. I learned how to plant and harvest. I learned about the blooms and
    scent of plants, about different types of leaves, and how to grow terrific
    tomatoes.

      Most of all what I
    learned from Mrs. Grant was a love of plants and gardening, and how a woman
    could influence a young girl.

     

     

     

     

     

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