News of my Garden

Those of you who have followed me for years will know that at my previous house I had a garden which I completely loved and which received many compliments. I now have a garden which was completely dead when i took it over. In the centre was a scrubby lawn surrounded by a pathway of small stones, about six inches deep. When I arrived last September, no bees or insects visited, there was nothing for them. Since then, with help, we have cleared a section about two yards long and afoot or so wide. I then planted with good compost the plants I had brought with me from the previous garden. On top of that I put a layer of bark. Most of the work was done by my gardener, but I was able to help a little.

I filled a few pots with winter pansies and plant 100 daffodil bulbs. (WEll, I planted 10 and the gardener plant the other 90. I still have no bees or insects, probably the wrong time of year for them to visit. The daffodils are just showing their slender stalks. The other things I planted are probably going to survive although we have had some severe frosts. I have cut off the dead heads on the existing hydrangea bush and just looked at the small fuchsia bush. I can’t do much about global warming, but I long for my little garden to be bursting with life and be a thank offering to God for all His mercies to me.

It is not Mine

For 18 years I’ve developed and nurtured my garden. Many of the plants have a special significance to me. Each season has been full of surprises as old faithful flowers have returned and new ones have self-seeded. It is a garden that has drawn favourable comments from passers by. During this period of time I have spent so many happy hours, mostly gardening, but also just sitting enjoying.

Today the new owners came of my house and their families came to visit. Abbie is a very keen gardener and Joel will do all the heavy work. I realised that in a few weeks it will be their garden and not mine.

In fact, it has never been mine, I have been a steward for God. Thousands of years the land was probably covered in forest and a century ago it was a notable nursery. Goodness know what it will be in the future. I’ve been working for God to enhance His kingdom in my very small way. The work has given me pleasure and enjoyment to passers by. God has graciously allowed me to be part of the work.