I love to garden, and I love to talk about gardening. Unfortunately for me, my family is really not that interested in listening. They will humor me occasionally, but their eyes begin to glaze over if I go on for more than about ten minutes. My daughter told me recently that she would rather just look at the garden on her own then to go on one of my tours. She says I just point at things and say long names. Can you imagine she is not interested in that??? I’m hoping you will enjoy my garden tours a little more. Maybe you also appreciate seeing the Latin name and gleaming a little extra information from it. For instance, you wouldn’t eat the leaves of yaupon holly (Ilex vomitoria).
When I say I love to garden it’s an understatement. It’s more like an obsession, and it seems to be getting worse. When I watch TV if the setting is outdoor, I’m not watching the characters. I’m trying to figure out what that cool plant over there is. I read five different gardening magazines. I keep an excel spreadsheet that lists every plant I have ever grown and tons of information about it. Bloom periods are tracked weekly on the sheet. In the winter, the spare room is stuffed with grow lights and seedlings. If I need to kill time, I’ll go to the nearest nursery and wonder amongst the plants guessing their names and checking their tags. You probably are starting to get the picture. But all that garden related activity is not sufficient. I need more. I need a place to track the evolution of my garden; a place I can share my little tips; and a place I can vent when that darn armadillo digs up another plant.
Success, in any endeavor, depends mostly on time and effort. This blog is just another way for me to spend time on gardening and writing. My life began moving that way fairly fast in 2010, and I don’t want to be left behind. It is, as my neighbor says, “Time to pony up.”