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The Flower Garden Part One

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I'm going to warn you before you start reading that this is a three part blog so if you aren't into reading long ones you're probably going to want to avoid this one !!

It actually does have a point so if you want that part only you'll have to wait until the last part posts which will be two days from now.

Isn’t it funny how things seemingly unrelated can trigger memories ? I talked to a friend yesterday about some plants that I plan to dig from the place she is moving from and with a blog I wrote recently about my kids still on my mind it triggered memories of “The Flower Garden”.

There are a lot of good memories associated with that Garden. Most of them are happy and joyous, but sad or happy they are all precious and good to have. It was something I had dreamed about for a long, long time and it’s something I will carry with me forever. We always had vegetable gardens. When it was just me and my two kids I planted veggies and flowers wherever we lived. In pots, in small beds wherever I could find a patch of space. But the Flower Garden was different.

The Garden was first started the second year after I moved to Tennessee. My ex, JB, had owned the house and land in Tennessee for about six years before we met and we had actually met each other in Illinois. We both worked for the same company in different states and met when the company transferred him temporarily to Illinois. During the year and a half that we dated, became engaged and married he took me there several times and as I was falling in love with him I also fell in love with the place itself. The house wasn’t large, it was actually fairly small but it sat on 5 acres and we both spent many hours planning and dreaming about what we wanted to do with both the house and the land. It had three bedrooms and with 6 kids most of the time it was crowded and noisy and filled with love and fun and a lot of together time even with the hours we both worked. The Flower Garden was, in large part, my dream but it was by no means an unshared one. I had been waiting since I was in my early 20’s to have a real flower garden and it was finally something that was actually achievable.

The Flower Garden started with a beautiful, sunny day in early spring and I was so excited that the kids had been tag teasing me about it half the morning. We had planted a large vegetable garden the year before and another one planned for this year but this was different. I had waited and planned an entire year and an extra fall and winter for this !! I had pored over catalogs, searched the internet endlessly, researched, talked to family and friends by phone for hours and researched some more. I read books and magazines, dreamed, made plans, made lists, revised those plans, made more lists and revised those plans yet again and dreamed a little more. JB and I sat down time after time at the kitchen table or at the coffee table in the living room and drew things out and talked and laughed and dreamed. He drew up plans on the computer for me and tirelessly revised them each time something changed. I threw every spare cent of change and odd dollar bill I had into the Garden jar. I even caught the kids and JB contributing to it a few times so I have no idea how many times they actually threw in there at times I didn’t see them. When Christmas and my birthday rolled around I asked only for one of two things. Gift certificates to nurseries / catalogs or new garden tools. They were all I wanted. I stashed my part of the check my parents always sent for everybody at Christmas and the one they sent for my birthday. I visited nurseries, took pictures, made more lists, walked the yard endlessly, made notes and dreamed some more.

When the day finally rolled around I was so excited I could hardly stand it. It was one of the few precious weekend days that both JB and I had off together and it happened to be on a Saturday morning so the kids were out of school too. It was so beautiful that day. It couldn’t have been more perfect. The sky was blue with a few white fluffy clouds scattered high up, slowly drifting across it. There was a slight breeze blowing and it was just cool enough to make me want a sweater over my shirt when we went outside. I had looked out the kitchen window dozens of times that morning. Each time I heard a vehicle drawing near I ran to either a window or door to peek out and see if he was finally here. He had told me sometime between 10 and 1 so I didn’t know exactly when to expect him. It was shortly after lunch when he finally showed up and I walked outside to meet him with all the kids and JB piling out after me to watch.

We talked for a few minutes and I explained what I wanted and how I wanted it done. He kept asking “Right here in the front yard, the FRONT yard, are you sure ??” Three times he asked me if I was sure, with me assuring him each time that yes I really was sure and yes I did really want it that large. He clearly felt pretty helpless when he finally turned to JB and shrugged and JB merely grinned back at him and said “The lady knows what she wants”. The kids, who were all standing or sitting nearby just exchanged looks among themselves and laughed. He kind of lifted his hands in an “ok I give up” gesture and climbed up and got it started with a shake of his head, muttering as he went. He went over it three times each way and made sure he got it good and deep the way I wanted it. When he was finished I walked out to the middle, looked around and with a large foolish grin on my face, leaned over and picked up some of the freshly plowed dirt and said “I have a Flower Garden !!” He was still shaking his head when he loaded the tractor back up and left but the garden got plowed that day and that was the first step in growing the Garden.

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The Flower Garden Part Three
The Flower Garden Part Two
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Mar 6 @ 12:21AM  
Gret start lady I can/t wait to read the rest! I hope you have some photo's of the flower garden to finish the story! again a great post!
Greenie coming your way!

Mar 6 @ 9:58AM  
Very well written

Mar 6 @ 3:38PM  
What a beautiful story. I agree with Hog. I would love to see pictures of your garden.

Mar 6 @ 8:07PM  
I'd like to have a garden in my backyard for veggies, but, I know my dogs would get into it. I have a rock garden in my front yard....looks like I'll have to redo the stones for it this year, and it needs a new border, the other one is faded and looks crummy. I didn't do much with it last year, and it, I'll be busy with it this year.

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The Flower Garden Part One