Thursday, June 24, 2010
Love What You Have.
It's when you no longer have things that you miss them. See this beautiful rhody? We, in the Northwest take these bushes-trees for granted. They are everywhere, native to this area. They bloom for months with hardly any care. Best of all, they are ignored by the wildlife, making them prime landscape choice for front, unfenced gardens as mine is. Picture then, a cluster of these and their cousins, azaleas, all in different colors, taking your eyes from here to there in a firework of colors. You'd love coming home to this, right?
Not so fast.
We are constantly looking at ways to subtract rhodies' presence and introduce some exotic plant that has no business being here. In my case, I'd so want to grow more mediterrenean shrubs of lemon, orange, fig.
When I lived in Italy, I didn't appreciate those bushes much. Figs? No way. Too messy, too prolific, too many birds around. Now, I'm dreaming of terracing my front gravel driveway, (find another place to land the car), wall it with stones, create a warm place to grow my nascent collection of indoor mediterrenean shrubs. I can see myself serving lemonade to my astounded friends, under a glassed dome, the sun, when it does peek, smiling assuredly at us in our woolens, and so on and so on...
It's the Paradise of my dreams. When we lived in California and I could have such a terrace, I had no time to garden; my energies went to my work and my family. In my dreams, I put these things in priority as my ideal place for retirement: access to water, room to garden, small community to get involved in. I have all three, and more.
You'd think my Paradise is already here.
Most days, I think that too.
Then, Signor Serpente sneaks in the garden and talks to me about figs and lemons and warm climates and..........