Things certainly change over time! Years ago I told friends that children weren’t going to change my life style. I would continue to travel and “simply” cart them along with us! That soon changed. Our first child, aged 9 days, went to Brazil with us – whereupon he developed stomach problems and needed surgery. Our lives changed drastically as a result.
Similarly, in the garden I ridiculed those who planted shrubs and perennials unsuited to their growing zone. Why risk losing plants when there are many that do in fact suit the climate you live in? This was before garden addiction took over my life. I’m sure you too have seen the foolishness in your neighborhood: plants wrapped in burlap or chicken wire cages. Good grief! Gardens are supposed to be for beauty, aren’t they? Well, no. They are not only for beauty.
Gardens are often for the soul…and that means there are as many reasons for gardening as there are souls. That also means, in my case, that the gnomes, those silly burlapped beings, have now invaded my garden. Utterly ridiculous! Although I try to change my ways and grow more and more native plants, there are still those that tug at my heart strings, those I lust for that just might thrive if only with a little added “protection”.
Ghasp! This is today… Is it really me doing this foolishness?
I confess, it is me…. But, it seems to me that nature does some pretty funny things all on her own too. I think water sprouts on our crabapple look silly too. Lovely tree, and I will prune them next spring, but for now, I’ll be looking at this Mowhawk haircut for the winter months.