My first summer in the house, I took about 20 photos of the yard. In 2008, I took over 300. But nothing seems more valuable than those photos from 2005-2006 where I can look at the garden and see what I have done (or haven’t done) in such a short time.
The nicest thing said to me this year was from my husband. He said, “Rosemarie, the garden’s looked the best since we’ve moved here. You’ve done so much.” Then he smiled and said, “Now you can relax and take some time off.” Time off? That’s crazy talk, I wanted to say, why would I ever want time off from this.
Taking over someone else’s yard in some ways was the best thing for me as a newbie gardener. Sure, I messed up some perfectly fine garden beds when I went through my “I hate coniferous shrubs” phase, but that’s all behind me now. And how un-fun would gardening be if I couldn’t put some blame on the old owners with the obligatory shake of the head, “I don’t know why they planted these here!”
In 2006, after I decided not to bulldoze the entire yard, I started this blog. I figured I needed a place to record all this work I was doing (it was work then). Going back to blog posts and looking at pictures has been the best thing that I could have done.
What’s more satisfying than seeing your work, saying I did this, showing it to people, gathering flowers from your yard, picking that ripe pesticide-free tomato off the vine…