My Garden ~ a Kiwi's take on life

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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

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 put them on a gatepost so they are easily found. As I see it, we are here on this place to respect and to preserve nature, not to develop the land. I love how the totara trees stand in silent witness to our human activity. They keep me honest. I love to wander along the stream bank. I like being able to grow fruit and vegetables. I enjoy green open space. My son challenged me to write a blog using my garden diaries to start. Writing a blog is quite different to my diary scribblings. It is for a different audience. In every post, I have to make a conscious effort to get free of an academic style of writing. I write about things I know and do in my everyday life. I am not a photographer but the images I use are taken by me. I believe this adds veracity to my voice in each post. Learning to setup and to manage a blog has been a major effort and remains a work in progress. Who knows where this will lead. Himself and I thought we had retired, about to define this older phase of our life together. But family commitments continue. As it happens, I share this place with Himself, son and grandsons and living creatures who live charmed existences. I watch on as they serve as actors weaving their ways across the stage of daily life. Shakespeare wrote in As You Like It: All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; Always, there's something to write about life lived as I know it.

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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