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A Gardening Memory
Yesterday, we took a trip to our favorite greenhouse in search of a few more flowers to fill in some empty spaces left from our garden extension. We weaved through several isles of plants, each offering a splendor of color and variety. After much discussion and meandering, we made our choices and headed for the line to pay for our newly aquired botanicals.
As we stood in line, an area caught our eye that was filled with miniature furniture, garden gnomes, garden fairies, and plants. The girls expressed an interest in this area, so we stepped out of line and took a gander at the beautiful garden settings. The little garden areas ranged from a formal victorian garden setting with garden arches framed with vines of ivy to a more informal country garden setting areas complete with little wicker baskets and tiny garden gloves.
We were hooked! So, carefully, the girls chose their favorite plantings and a few accessories like a twig garden bench, a birdhouse, and some tiny watering cans. They chatted about their new garden on the drive home. Excitement and anticipation was in the air!
Back at grandma’s house, each girl helped to prepare the container we chose for our little garden. We placed gravel in the bottom of the container to allow for drainage and filled the pot with organic potting soil. Each girl took their choice plants and readied them for planting by removing them from their pots, loosening the soil around the roots and placing them gently in their new home. Their eyes beemed with pride as the little garden took on a character of its own.
Yet another memory has been added to our gardening adventures. Rather either of the girls choose to have their own gardens when they grow up has not been determined, but surely, they will not forget the pride and accomplishment they felt when they built the miniature garden at grandma’s.





