I have a garden…well, almost.
My Arranger and I have completed our move from our home and garden to a lovely retirement community here in the Charlotte area. It was challenging, to say the least, to leave a garden into which I had put twelve years of sweat and muscle and love. But time presents new challenges and new opportunities.
We were able to get an apartment with a screened porch, and we have now outfitted it with a few plants to help us feel at home when we enjoy our glass of wine on the porch before dinner. It’s not the garden of the past, but one for our future here.
A few colorful plants add to the show:
This stone adds a touch of history and a touch of continuity to our “garden.” I first saw this piece of granite in my grandmother’s woods over seventy years ago. I salvaged it for my Chapel Hill garden, moved it into our last garden, and saved it to be a part of this next chapter of my gardening life.
I hope you will accept this post as my “End of Month View.”