I see the smallest of buds on the pear tree, the lilac bush, the dogwood, the first sightings of the hostas and lilies are also present. I actually did some 'gardening', if you will, yesterday. I cut back the thick, thick dried stalks/leaves from some lilies mixed w/ some hostas, w/ my mini-rake (no laughing). I raked under some of our bushes in the front of the house to draw out the leaves which were not going to budge w/out my help. I am thrilled. Planning a new garden, looking into growing some 'other' things, which I will keep to my self for now. What
really struck me was this planter. I kept it out on the deck all winter and the brutality of these past few months is evident in the picture. The glaze literally broke off from pot...be it the cold, the snow, the ice. But, you know what,
I LOVE IT...I'm going to do a small repair job @ it's base, but it is so chiseled and so organic...after all, it
has literally been changed by the elements. I am most definitely going to plant something special in it. It may be very porous, but, I'm keeping it around as a reminder. It is a remnant, a remaining quantity of what it once was, a vestige of this harsh winter past.
I see the smallest of buds on the pear tree, the lilac bush, the dogwood, the first sightings of the hostas and lilies are also present. I actually did some 'gardening', if you will, yesterday. I cut back the thick, thick dried stalks/leaves from some lilies mixed w/ some hostas, w/ my mini-rake (no laughing). I raked under some of our bushes in the front of the house to draw out the leaves which were not going to budge w/out my help. I am thrilled. Planning a new garden, looking into growing some 'other' things, which I will keep to my self for now. What really struck me was this planter. I kept it out on the deck all winter and the brutality of these past few months is evident in the picture. The glaze literally broke off from pot...be it the cold, the snow, the ice. But, you know what, I LOVE IT...I'm going to do a small repair job @ it's base, but it is so chiseled and so organic...after all, it has literally been changed by the elements. I am most definitely going to plant something special in it. It may be very porous, but, I'm keeping it around as a reminder. It is a remnant, a remaining quantity of what it once was, a vestige of this harsh winter past.
