I love to share my own cottage garden and the 20 acres I live on. But that’s not enough garden for me so I’ll take you on all my garden adventures. There are some wonderlands out there!
There’s a common theme in the letters I receive from young folks and older folks alike: Worry.
Worry about decisions they have made, that might have been wrong and they feel stuck with.
Worry about decisions they are making for the future as though any decision made is a burden they will carry forever, if it’s the wrong one.
Worry about mistakes made in the past and feeling that these mistakes define them forever.
Tiny flowers touch my heart the most. We pass them by and may not pay attention to them like we do the stately peonies and roses, but these tiny flowers display their magnificent beauty whether we see them or not. They are the center of their own universe and stand proud without any regard for the attention they do or do not receive.
It doesn’t get any more beautiful than spring in the garden in the Pacific Northwest. From the Flower Festivals to dogs playing on the grass to cherry blossoms and all the tiny new growth everywhere you look. The earth is reborn. Duck pairs swimming in the pond waiting for the ducklings to hatch, hummingbirds finding their nectar in the best flowers and deer showing off their tiny fawns. Then, eventually, there are the baby ducklings waddling behind momma duck and tiny squirrels coming to the feeder to learn to beg for peanuts. It’s pure magic!
A new Spring tradition for my family is attending the Wooden Shoe Tulip Festival in Woodburn, OR.
Our cottage garden was built in the Summer of 2016 by the blistered hands of Dave with the help and supervision of my mom…
