Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Do you like gardening?
There was a time when I thought I did. But I've figured it out. What I really like is the end product. I like nice gardens. I love lush growth and the odd object lurking in an unsuspecting corner. I like buying and planting new plants and making up new baskets to hang off our verandahs. I love herbs. I love being able to go into the garden and pick them when I need them for some culinary delight. I love picking flowers and making arrangements. I love doing something arty in the garden - like mosaicing a wooden post I left in when I took out our clothesline. I love that our garden is big with lots of different areas to explore.
I hate the chore that our big garden has become. Especially at this time of the year when I have neglected it over winter. I hate having to spend hundreds of dollars every couple of years to get the trees professionally trimmed. I hate that it will take me 20-30 hours work to get the garden looking good again. Hard work - digging out agapanthas that have spread too much. Enough weeds to fill our wheely bin 20 or 30 times over. So that I really need to hire a skip. Ripped forearms from roses digging into my flesh as I try to weed undrneath them them. Battling the jasmine and the ivy that I thought I had eradicated but which comes back year after year. I need to get a man in for a spring garden makeover (and I hate having to pay for that).
But later in summer I will look out at my garden and I will love it. And we will have lots of people to visit for barbecues and dinners and people will say "What a beautitful garden you have. It must be heaps of work." And I will shrug and say, again "I love gardening."