I used to think I was relatively patient until I started gardening. Even on a small scale like mine the amount of fussing, feeding, care and maintenance required has proven me wrong. I’m out on my balcony every day checking, pruning, harvesting. When I was away I worried about my garden as much as I did my cat. I’m not nearly patient enough but I’m trying, I’m learning. And next year I’ll learn more. Or maybe it’s the meditation.
Now that the season is winding down I’ve already got a plan, from the bulbs I’ll plant this fall to what annual colour will enhance it next year. I also know I’ll be scaling down my vegetable garden to the practical. It was exciting to witness the growth of tomatoe seedlings into sprawling, gangly plants but they were hopelessly wrong for the space I have and managing them was brutal.
I’m looking forward in a tangible way that I can honestly say hasn’t truly existed before. Oh I dream of destinations to visit and the #tinyhome I hope to have but gardening yields results even at the hands of those with only a bumbling modicum of patience like me. #adventuresingardening #containergardening #herbgarden