I love my garden. It’s a work in progress. An escape. An experiment. It’s my slow food store. It’s my connection to my ancestors, my climate, my landscape, my place in the universe. It is a continual source of amusement and amazement, a place of inspiration and perspiration. But it’s a total mess. Which is why I like to visit other people’s gardens.
This morning, on my way to work, I stopped by my friend’s mom’s house. I will refer to her as Mrs. D. She arguably has the best, most beautiful garden in all of East Coventry Township—and perhaps the whole county.
I went there this morning because I heard the tulips were blooming, but she’s also got lots of lettuce, spinach, potatoes, garlic, onions, cabbage and more—a truly inspirational garden.
I will be making many return visits to Mrs. D’s garden for the sake of this blog—and for the sake of my own gardening education. Thanks, Mrs. D!