So many resources suggest gardening as a therapeutic tool, especially for infertility and loss. I have to say that it is something that I did before experiencing infertility, but there is a different kind of satisfaction in growing beautiful living things in the garden when your womb is completely incapable of growing anything living, as if someone has planted a big old walnut tree in there, acidifying the soil until absolutely nothing can grow.
Looking at my garden, I know that I can create life. Or, not so much create it, since I didn't make the seeds and pollinate them myself... but I can nurture life. I can take a plant that might not flourish elsewhere, and give it a good, healthy, happy life in the soil that I amend and feed and tend with loving care.
I put pictures up of my garden this year on Facebook, in an album, and I update it every time the growing season reveals new treasures. I post as obsessively as I might if we had actual children. This comment from a friend made me simultaneously smile and cry:
You have a beautiful way of helping things grow. You will be an amazing Mom. What a lucky child!!!
And so I share with you photos, as of July, of my lovely flower children that I've helped to grow so far:
|A close up of the echinacea so you can see the three different colors.|
Funny, these weren't the original colors in this section (just orange),
but the goldfinches had other ideas and spread the love from
other areas of the garden.
|The bed from the side opposite the echinacea explosion.|
Astilbe, blue butterfly delphinium, evil weedy violets
|Close up of the blue butterfly delphinium.|
I love this little piece of sky in my garden.
|Completely indulgent further side view of this bed,|
this time with the fluffy pink astilbe in the foreground.
|Butterfly garden from the front. My little slice of picket fence.|
Giant Joe Pye weed, all the plants from above, and
you can see the heliotrope, my favorite annual.
|Our cute (if I do say so myself) home. Bryce made those|
shutters and stained them last year, his grandfather made
the bench but we painted it orange, and Bryce
made those window boxes that I filled with floral happiness.
|A little shade in the back by the woods. Lots of hosta,|
heuchera, Japanese painted ferns, Rose of Sharon, and astilbe.
I'm going to paint that chair a bright lilac this week.
|Shade garden from the side. Might be blurry because the voracious|
mosquitoes were attacking me. They are awful this year.
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