Making Love to my Garden

Written by Jenny Harker

I have one of those handy-dandy small roto-tillers made especially for gardeners. It can do darn near anything, short of creating world peace.

I usedrepparttar roto-tiller one time. Its performance was impressive! But now it's gathering dust in my shed.

The roto-tiller, though a marvelous device, took away my satisfaction in tillingrepparttar 142087 soil.

I likerepparttar 142088 feel ofrepparttar 142089 shovel handle while I dig a new bed. Sweat trickles down my aching back while I stabrepparttar 142090 metal blade deep intorepparttar 142091 ground. I lift outrepparttar 142092 blade to reveal fertile earth ripe for planting seed.

I plunge my arms intorepparttar 142093 warm dirt to mixrepparttar 142094 soil and compost by hand. The sun is hot onrepparttar 142095 back of my head. I can feel my too-fair skin burning underrepparttar 142096 rays. But I keep mixing and lifting and sweating.

My Garden Soul-The Agonies of Our Delightful Addiction

Written by Jenny Harker

Here is a scenario familiar to every gardener:

I tense with eager anticipation whenever I walk into my favorite nursery, or any nursery. I'm a kid in a toy store with free rein to buy anything I want! My gaze darts from plant to plant, looking for my old favorites and for new varieties.

Suddenly there before me I see a daring new color variety or species beckoning to me. My Holy Grail! My entire world shrinks to this one gem of a plant.

And then I start thinking:

What can I move in my garden so I can squeeze in this plant?

In my mind I shift established perennials to new spots and dig out marigolds I'm tired of. They're annuals! I can plant them again next year.

I smile with confidence knowing my new love will light up my garden like a prison spotlight.

But thenrepparttar guilt sets in.

It's a beautiful plant, but do I really need it? My marigolds bloom faithfully every year. The perennials are content in their plots of soil.

They depend on me!

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