My garden is ever evolving. But I believe that’s the nature of gardens. Honestly, my idea of gardening evolves too. I love to begin a day here and end a day here. It enlivens me to start my day and calms me to be ready for rest. It’s my small piece of heaven.
The garden has always been a place of peace for me. A sanctuary.
A place where I feel closest to my Creator as I work hand in hand with His creation.
It is a place where I learn. Not just about gardening, but about life.
This year I decided to reduce my garden to a size and location that is more manageable. A place to reduce stress. Not create it.
A garden that fits into my life instead of me trying to fit my life into it.
With the garden center being my favorite playground, I now look simply for plants I love. And not overthink it. That alone is a stretch for me since overthinking is what I do best.
The only restrictions I apply to my purchases are that they can live in the conditions I will be placing them and that they grow to a size that my garden can manage.
Then I create my composition. Color. Form. Texture. Just like painting.
The end result is not a garden that follows the rules, but a garden that brings joy.
Which makes it a place of peace.