We’re no longer at the farmhouse, but at this time of year, I remember….
My husband named this garden for my mother. It’s my favorite garden and I promised to tend it.
But my injuries made gardening a huge challenge and Mama’s Garden became a little jungle.
For the last few years, it’s looked a bit wild, especially from the outside.
But it’s always a treasure-trove on the inside.
My Good Man weeded the pathway for me this Spring – thank you, thank you, Kind Sir!!
Suddenly, you could see the path and even the plants stood out more.
That purple flower on the left below is woodland phlox. Farther below, in the next picture, is Solomon’s seal, blooming its small white bells.
Yes, even Irises bloom here.
Ferns, hydrangea, Jack-in-the-pulpit, May apple,dogwood, ligularia, wild phlox, woodland phlox, astilbe, hosta — and many more plants grow together here. Including two clematis vines.
The double clematis flourishes on the entrance arbor. It will cover that…
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33 thoughts on “Mama’s Garden in Spring”
Wild or not it’s still beautiful Cynthia. He’s a good man. 🙂
He sure is. One of the greatest blessings in my life.
Stunning garden, beautiful, peaceful a true delight .
What a sweet place. Any mother would be thrilled to be the namesake of this garden.
Wish she’d known. But then again, she probably did.
It is a beautiful garden, Cynthia. I am sure your mother knows.
My gardens look a bit “wild” now as well. It will take time here to catch up with Mother Nature. She works quickly, and on her own schedule.
I know. She is a force to be reckoned with. The stream behind our house has become a torrent — a loud one.
Ah, spring. Beautiful, thanks for sharing, Cynthia. Good for the soul.
Indeed, Jane. It is especially at this time of year that my love and respect for the Earth are most profound, I think.
So very pretty!
Thanks! Hope you are doing well!
Cynthia, we are all getting there slowly, but surely. Thank you for asking!
I like it!
Thank you, sir.
It’s a beautiful garden to remember.
Thank you, dear Gallivanta. Are you now in the autumn of your content?
Indeed I am in. 🙂
Beautiful garden and a beautiful human being for a husband. What a winning combination. Hope the memories of your mother are equally beautiful.
Spring is coming – Oscar
Better than “Winter is coming!” Are you watching Game of Thrones?
No, but people keep asking… would need TV. I am reading the Golden Legend, with when I recent some of the juicier sections to people, the start telling me about Game of Thrones. Must be the medieval connection.
Interesting! If someone asks: “What do you say to the god of death?” Just answer: “Not today!” and you will seem very knowledgeable. Then nod at everything else they say.
I remember you sharing the magic of that garden – there’s always something magical about a garden left to go a little on its own way.
It is! There’s virtue in not being tamed.
Semi-wild gardens can be as beautiful as ‘tame’ gardens, Cynthia. Lovely flowers. I am sure that Mama is pleased. 🙂 –Curt
It’s still beautiful.
I understand, too. The past 10 years (give or take a year) I have not been able to give my yard the attention that I used to give. I had a little nook at the back corner with a little seating area. The wild honeysuckle and a little poison ivy has taken it over now.
I remember when you first posted this! The garden was so pretty and tended with love and care.
Thanks, Clare. You have a great memory!
I have a great memory, sometimes! 😀
Such a a beautiful garden … and what a good man clearing those weeds 🙂