My Garden ~ a Kiwi's take on life

"I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills," William Wordsworth

My Garden ~ Plum Blossom and Bees


Hibernation is over – I can’t ignore the buzzing in my garden anymore.  The plum trees are smothered with blossom and bees each determined to get its quota of pollen. It’s a wonderful sight and this spring I’m looking with fresh eyes. Recently I was able to locate The Keeper of the Bees by Gene Stratton-Porter for my mother whose health is declining. It is a book she’d read long ago in her youth and one she wanted to read again. A soldier wounded during WWI looks outwards as he finds inner strength and peacefulness after he undertakes to care for the Bee Master’s bees.  As the garden is fruitful because of the bees so life becomes meaningful. I shouldn’t be surprised that spring is well and truly arrived here.  The harbinger daffodils have finished, but the calendula, broad beans, borage and lavender also planted as companion plants under my fruit trees are showing off their colours and too are exciting the bees. The buds on the apple, quince and peach trees are bursting – quite the visual feast. Which reminds me – I must get busy with camera.  

Planting an orchard is potentially one of the best investments you could ever make. It’s an investment in your health (keeping in mind that our current western shop diets contain only 3 of the 8 polysaccharides essential for a strong immune system and that they’re actually only present in tree ripened fruit!) and the health of your family, … it’s an investment in your mental, emotional and spiritual health, it’s an investment in the health and future of the planet.” Kay Baxter, 2002          

Author: Jenny

A few years ago when I began blogging, I was in awe of the creative, the witty, the informative, the insightful posts by writers on WordPress. I was challenged by my son to write, to set up a blog, to expand my garden diary scribblings. Never did I think from scratching and grubbing in my garden dirt would sprout words of reflection, thoughts about life lived as I know it. My garden is where I lose myself, or as Himself likes to tell others, I lose either my coffee mug or wine glass. Well at least I do put them on a gatepost so they are easily found. Always, there's something to write or chat about life lived as I know it. I have a certain sense of amazement that my blogging community is expanding. In a previous life, I once was a teacher. A four-walled classroom is an artificial construct. When thirty or so teenagers with diverse learning needs filled the space, the more I listened, the more I observed my students, the more I learned. They had stories to tell, to write of things that interested them. Luckily for me we embarked on amazing journeys of discovery and learned together. Some say a lifestyle block is a no-lifestyle block. We like being able to grow seasonal food, to enjoy fresh air and open space. Himself and I thought we had retired, about to define this older stage of our life together, but family commitments continue. And so it another phase of discovery happens as I share this place with Himself, son and grandsons and a menagerie of living creatures who rule the roost.

6 thoughts on “My Garden ~ Plum Blossom and Bees

  1. Jenny, reading this post is just like reading a poem. And it was so very ‘visual’. Sounds like you have enough there to keep you busy through all the seasons!

  2. I’m just about coming to the end of my gardening year over here in the UK, so I’m slightly envious of hearing you describe your spring. I might have to keep popping over to see how you’re doing to keep me going through our dark (and no doubt damp) winter.

    (Hey Jackie – fancy seeing you here!!)

  3. Hi Nezzie and Jackie – good to see you. May be, Nezzie, this is why we blog – to keep a visual image for ourselves of spring happening somehwere in the world. Last night, I flew back from a four-day conference in Wellington (known for its southerly blustery and squally weather) and having also enjoyed picture postcard spring weather, botannical gardens, fashion festival and NZ symphony orchestra. While I was away, Himself alone in the north endured heavy weather, flooding – the stormy works. I haven’t dared venture into the garden. Jackie, I’m picking ‘busy’ will be the operative word.

  4. Jenny,

    as a horticulturist it can be, for some, quite easy to be critical of others..I must agree with jackie, poetry in my mind!

    slán go foill

  5. Hi Peter, nice of you to write a comment. I scrolled through your site – particularly enjoyed the quote about perspiration being the way to water a garden. How true. Cheers, Jenny.

  6. A Chara Jenny,

    as my father would say to that – delegation, you can’t break a sweat [a cup of coffee in hand] watching your son doing the garden!
    now that’s wisdom for you?!!

    slán go foill

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