Sharing the Love

In the spring time there is nothing that does my heart and soul more good than to see my yard, perennials, landscape come back to life. This gardening passion has evolved over time thanks to many green-thumbed friends - including my sister, a master gardener. They have taught me to appreciate the process of garden design: researching, planning, digging, planting, mulching, pruning, cultivating, propagating, dividing, weeding, composting. A never ending joyful process! And my fellow horticulture loving friends enjoy sharing their successes and failures.  And when nature has blessed them with an overabundance of the green stuff, they love to share. And so do I. It's a way not only to connect, but to help each other save a few dollars. You see, gardeners are weak-kneed and budget-tipsy when near a greenhouse or nursery. I can be quite frugal and disciplined in other areas of my life, but will pay full price for that gorgeous blush pink peony.


Too much of a good thing? Pass it along!

But back to sharing. As I stroll around my beds I see friends, I see my sister, I relive events. The crepe myrtles? I bought those at the first Garden Jubilee after moving to Hendersonville. The Shasta Daisies (among many other plants) are from my dear sis, Linda. My co worker's wife passed along tall verbena which graces the exterior of my husband's workshop. The Bumblebee Iris was given to me by a woman at a farmers market...a total stranger. She thought I needed some in my yard. She was right.

Want to garden but don't have a clue where to start?  Seek out a gardening mentor. We are more than willing to share the love.