Just over a year ago, it was at this place (and nearly to the moment), when I knew my life was going to change in a big way. It was as if there was such beauty during that precise moment, in that place and time, that something opened up deep inside of me and I heard that little voice screeching loud and clear as it went in for the kill.
|The Bloedel Reserve.|
|Two Deer Ferns (Blechnum spicant) at The Blodel Reserve in Washington.|
I want my next garden to have soul and at this point I will stop at nothing less. But until then, there is still a lot yet to do in my current situation.
|This is a Red Cedar (Thuja plicata) woven pillow by artist Sue Skelly that was for sale at The Blodel Reserve gift shop last summer.|
Some of these photos here are ones that I’ve not yet posted. Then again, maybe I have but I just don’t remember. I have a lot that was swept up into my iPhoto box during the past year. I hope to finally start to break these out now. Let’s all just pretend and ignore that they’re so “last season”.
|Acapulco Salmon & Pink Hyssop (Agastache) at Dragonfly Farms Nursery.|
|Fantastic garden structure at Dragonfly Farms Nursery.|
There will be more and more of these in the coming weeks and I will try my best to recall what was going on at the time. A lot changed for me though at the Garden Bloggers Fling up in Seattle last summer and I regret not having posted many posts but I was going numb in preparation for the marital amputation.
That’s something which has become clear now, and there’s no turning back…
|Random chance encounter I found between a plant and some pavement while walking home from the grocery store not long ago.|
Then there are those beautiful moments I’m having now,
|My precious Hollyhock (Alcea) grown from seed from seeds purchased at Frank Lloyd Wright’s Hollyhock House in Los Angeles, CA.|
as I mix them in with my past,
|I love the color of Alpine strawberries (Fragaria vesca) almost as much as I love their taste.|
and I remember the simple pleasures too.
|Coastal Goldenrod (Solidago simplex ssp. simplex var. spathulata).|
Recently I began to think about my precious seeds, and the seed hunting, and the plant IDing.
This summer I’ve not yet had a road trip to look for seeds. Planning one for later has been in the back of my mind, on that perpetual back burner with the pile of other things, back behind all of the practical things I need to do right now—or else I should have done months ago.
|The lovely annual Alternanthera.|
This week I will begin collecting some seeds around here at home. I’m working again too on adding items to my Etsy store and am thinking about what kind of job will potentially work for me—though deep down I just want to play with plants and write. This should probably come as no big surprise to anyone who knows me! I have some options now though and am working on scenarios that will help me to live with the dignity I’d like as someone with a chronic illness.
|“Somewhere” in Mendocino County, CA.|
So I’m mentally ready to prepare for such a journey back out into the woods and wherever else I land and I hope to hit the road this October. These trips are fun for me to plan.