(image via House Beautiful)
I see my neighbor in the yard watering her plants. I also notice Wilson the ABC isn't at the fence, jumping, gnawing, barking, or giving his Flippy Flopper toy a death shake for attention. He's just watching her from the porch. If she were the next neighbor over he'd be in a frenzy to get her attention. I wonder what he thinks?
This disregarded neighbor is an excellent gardener. I know this because my lovely bride and I have been binging episodes of the BBC show, "Gardener's World." Monty Don is a wealth of horticultural knowledge and there is something very comforting about watching him tend to his garden, Longmeadow, week-by-week, throughout the year. (Did he start the garden after the name? Or, did the naming happen once the garden was established? Hmm.)
Last year, at the start of the pandemic, I tried my hand at some landscaping. Monty would call it hardscaping because I dug up turf and created some planting beds. After seeing his garden, mine is sparse, almost minimalist. The neighbor's garden is more like Monty's. Dense and lush. Watching Monty and my neighbor, I'm learning gardening is a lot of work. It takes planning, effort, and a lot of patience.
Another thing I'm learning is while gardening on the weekend, neither Monty nor my neighbor partake in a mid-day tipple, let alone three. This may be where the road to my aspirational garden and my actual garden diverge.
I'm ok with that.
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