My Garden ~ a Kiwi's take on life

Life is a lot like a garden

My Garden ~ reflections for gardeners


How often have I walked in My Garden and not looked at what’s beneath my feet?

When I have the time to take a walk, I would often take the time to admire
the grass.   Grass doesn’t make a fuss.  It doesn’t try to be beautiful or
outstanding.  It doesn’t want to attract attention.  It is so humble that it
even allows people to walk all over it.  Yet, it possess such strength.
It glows in healthy green despite being stepped all over, and when a
typhoon strikes and all the flowers die and all the trees get uprooted,
humble grass survives.  And humble grass, in its own humble way,
provides food for animals, shelter for insects, and joy to some funny
guy walking past.  I think a virtuous man should be like grass.
Humble, unnoticed, yet possessing great strength and kindness.
–  Tan Chade Meng

More ancient wisdom:

If you think in terms of a year, plant a seed; if in terms of ten years, plant trees; if in terms of 100 years, teach the people.
– Confucius

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.

3 thoughts on “My Garden ~ reflections for gardeners

  1. What a beautiful post. Unfortunately we have to keep replanting our grass often and in the shade it is WAAAAAYYYYY too humble…we don’t have as much as we’d like and it is patchy with dirt showing through.

    However, one of my husband’s birthday presents this year was trees. So he is planning for a future.:)

  2. So true, Jolyanna. The loving gift of a tree is a great thing. In a tiny way I feel connected to the future well-being of the environment when I plant a tree. Cheers, Jenny.

  3. My father promised himself he would plant a tree at every house he ever owned that would outlive him. It is a joy to visit our old houses and see how they have grown.

    I have made the same promise and have had the pleasure of returning to the places I have lived and seen the growth of the trees or gardens I planted there.

    This winter I planted three new trees and I am looking forward to seeing their first leaves (and hopefully flowers) popping out.

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