My Garden Is Like A Path To My Soul


My Garden Is Like A Path To My Soul

This is day 7 of the July 2012 Ultimate Blog Challenge! Today’s post is a fun post about one of my most treasured pastimes, GARDENING!!!  Can’t you tell that I’m excited?? When I found this house after outgrowing my townhouse, I knew that this would be the house that I could pass along to those who came after me…that it could be a legacy. This was especially important to me since I felt that I needed a real place to call home; a homestead whose beauty could live long after I’ve left the earth. I have lived here since 2001 and my garden has undergone so many changes, mostly because I am never satisfied and I can always see room for improvement. Today, I wanted to share my ever changing journey of my haven, my garden.

I’ve always believed that my home was my haven away from the craziness of my job, the city and life in general. It is my refuge where I can find peace and solitude and beauty in wooded landscape that surrounds me here. Growing up, I detested gardening….mostly, because it was a chore that I was expected to help out with. Like most children, things that I must do eventually transformed into things that I hated. For years, I viewed rose bushes with disdain because they often used my skin as etch-a-sketch pads as I attempted to tame them with pruning shears. Hydrangeas were always sickly because they never really got along with the sun despite my mother’s attempt to get them to see things her way.

Fast forward a few decades and I have become what most of us fear in this life. My parents. Despite everything, it always comes full circle. We become the person who we were convinced relished every tear and disregarded every passionate plea that fell on their ears because somehow on this evolutionary journey, we are hard-wired to mimic them. Thus, my passionate love for roses and hydrangeas exists to this very day. My landscape boasts about 40 roses…climbing, bushes…I will take them all. I especially love buying the ones on death’s doorsteps and bringing them back to their former glory. My hydrangeas thrive in the sun. Mostly, because I remember mama never giving up and neither will I.

Come join me as I take a walk through my garden, feel free to bring your comfortable shoes and I’ll go put on a pot of coffee.



Renee King
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  • Amy Turner
    Posted at 07:03h, 09 July Reply

    You are a real busy body. I love your garden, the roses and hydrangeas, the swing, the porch. Your house is homey and perfect. I can understand it being your haven. This is how I feel with my own home too. And you have veggies in pots, love them, especially the lettuce!

  • Suzy Andersen
    Posted at 17:19h, 20 July Reply

    The rose looks lovely! It’s very beautiful. I rarely see a pink rose and this one looks very healthy.

    • Renee
      Posted at 13:56h, 21 July Reply

      Thanks, Suzy!

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