Green fingers


Isn’t our little obsession with gardening quite peculiar? Planting tiny seeds, watering them religiously every evening and then that sense of achievement as we watch our tiny seedlings sprout from the surface of that once barren soil. We fill our gardens with pansies, roses, sunflowers, strawberries – adding constant weeding, pruning and watering to our already busy lives – but somehow, despite the extra workload, they all bring us so much joy. Why is this? Is it mans’ natural instinct to create which compels us?

The desire to create is one of the deepest yearnings of the human soul. No matter our talents, education, backgrounds, or abilities, we each have an inherent wish to create something that did not exist before.
Dieter F. Uchtdorf

SunflowersUntil recently, I had never had a garden of my own and the thought of spending hours on my knees in dirt never appealed to me in the slightest. This summer, I moved into a house with a modest sized garden out back and you know what the first thing I did was? Yes, I dug out a flower bed, filled it with compost and planted an abundance of plants and flowers. Seeing my little slice of paradise begin to grow possessed me – I now have a flower bed containing a plethora of purple and pink flowers, runner beans growing up a homemade trellis on the fence, a strawberry pot overflowing with leafy green vines, a tomato grow bag containing six foot-high tomato plants, eight towering sunflowers, four pots of pansies and a beautiful pink Clematis which is climbing the garage wall – I think I’m hooked.

I don’t quite know what it is about gardening that grabs us, all I know is that when I’m sitting in my little garden on a warm summers day, I will often gaze at my pretty purple Lupin sitting where there once was nothing but dry earth, or I will pluck a couple of ripened strawberries from my strawberry plant for lunch, and I will feel this funny little sense of achievement – I grew those! – and that’s enough for me.



About kellycording

Hello, I am the little voice in the corner. The voice which everyone listens to but nobody hears. The voice which people find amusing or interesting, but never take seriously. This is my blog, my virtual stomping ground; a place where my voice is the only one, where I can express my opinions and ideas without fear of being judged. The opinions and ideas expressed here are mine and I am shouting them out loud! Enjoy.

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