What a lovely early summer we are having. There’s been plenty of rain and sun. The old cherry tree has so many cherries that a limb fell. That’s not unusual, but I was surprise nonetheless. I’ve been propping up one long limb for years, and, of course, that’s not the one that fell.
I haven’t always been a gardener, but I have always loved gardens. It has taken 16 years to get my gardens into the shape they are today. And, I’ve had help. I’m 74 years old, have rheumatoid arthritis, and had a late stage cancer six years ago. I am, though, intrepid. I’m the kind of person who plods along, tailoring my goals as I go. Last November I had a long overdue knee replacement surgery and I’m hoping this spring, summer, and fall will be able to maintain and find even more joy working in all of my garden beds. Full disclosure, though. I have a garden guy who comes once a week to work in my gardens.
Garden 337 