A passion for gardening

Something about this place seems to inspire gardening in many people. I am not one of those people—my idea of gardening is buying a hanging basket of lobelia—but I admire their creations.

Chris Reedy’s gardens spread right up to where the forest begins. 
The woman just doesn’t know when to quit. 
I like that about her.

Karen Bigelow’s friendly garden sports a guardian frog. 
Also a fish and a birdhouse with its own picket fence,
but I don’t want to spoil you.

Loraine Mottern devotes extraordinary effort to
landscape restoration and maintenance
at the Wilkinson Homestead. 
I love the graceful old-fashioned plantings at every season.

If I were so inclined, I could learn how to grow my own herbs and vegatables at Pine Hill Nursery on July 6.  As we have discussed, I prefer to wander about the display gardens, stopping in at the Garden Cafe for a snack.  Eventually my sloth is rewarded.  I am the perfect recipient for the excess zucchini grown in these environs.  The Cowboy is fond of it, too, although he prefers peas.  There is no accounting for tastes.  In any case, the Cowboy and I both encourage you to go to classes at Pine Hill. 

May your gardens grow abundantly . . .