Tuesday, September 28, 2010

New Friends In The Garden

This Ornamental Box Turtle and other fauna moved a highway around this sand prairie.







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The first break on winter melted most of the snow and showed some tiny crocus beginning to peek. This would be something she would always share with her former gardening friend, and felt her warmth with fond thoughts. The prairie wind blew the rocker on the porch as if she was sitting there. And she would always be there in her heart.

Mail order plants were soon to arrive, and she prepared her hothouse. This had been shipped from France and was her newest passion. The early spring sun was nice to absorb. She sat in there for hours, in the old rocker off her porch. She basked and found more time to read books she had set aside. The days seemed they should be warmer, and a cold spell hit. Keeping warmth on her newly started plants took a lot of wood. It was a long week, but at the end the sun returned. Fairies peeked through the new glass and admired with curiosity. Her spirit ebbed and soared, joining the distant winds.

Spring was in full force and she had to open her hot house up. Her flowers started from seed were ready for the garden, as were some tomatoes and peppers. A boy from the train station stopped to tell her some more plants had arrived. Petunias, petunias and more petunias. She had two dozen flats sent to fill spaces around her perennials, and one thousand leek and onion plants for the vegetable garden. Her gardening was very intensive with no lost space. She placed early crop vegetables such as peas and greens in rows that would be footpaths for warm weather crops. Trailing crops were planted on trellises and fencing. Flowers were everywhere, sometimes playfully made into garlands and worn in her hair. The wind started to pick up and blew over a basket of greens. She bent to pick it up and saw her children both having fun digging in the dirt and making houses out of sticks. Their happiness was shared with the next gentle prairie breeze.
They met at the church, and began a long garden relationship. This was her new friend who sat in the once empty chair, and a caretaker of the land. They only lived a mile apart and it became a new event in her life to go visit or even have a visitor. New stepping stones were added, new pathways created, new dimensions to discover.

He built her a wooden flat to carry plants in, when they used the horse drawn trolley to go between homes. They shared memories of other gardening friends and enjoyed the outdoors together. Shopping became a shared excursion, one they both shared with a passion. She bought him something and he would return the favor. They shared so many ideas it became a new world, in this old world, for both to explore.

He enjoyed philosophical talks with her husband over a cigar and scotch. They sat by the fireside, friends with the same friend in common, but in so many ways. Woodworking became a shared experience, working on a nice patio cover to put a grape arbor. A kayak became their next project, with the most beautiful woods and brass fittings. It seemed only fitting when they saw their finished product, to perform this project again.

When the state fair approached they thought about entering a number of projects, but only thought about it and went enjoying the ideas of others. It exuded the spirit of the prairie. The work ethic to even approach this level of satisfaction was remarkable. One friend always entered his dahlias, only to receive numerous ribbons but never a first place. Their yards became a floral elegance, with statues and numerous sculptures of plants. The wood seats and pathways leant a charm to even small areas of their gardens. He put a special touch on all her ideas, and she did the same for him. Happiness is having the best friend in your life. And happy lives they all shared on a gentle prairie breeze, carried to eternity.

15 comments:

  1. Great shots. I love the one of the horse.

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  2. Nice part of the country you live in. enjoyed my visit through a part of your life. Great images.

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  3. I love the photograph of the horse in the barn. The cart on the road scene is amazing with the horizon and composition.

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  4. Wonderful photos and writing!
    Thanks for coming by as well.
    Yes...still using my phone camera- it IS a Sony though:)
    Luckily I have 2 people here who will share their digitals with me every so often- but todays`post was with the phone....(sigh). One day......

    I love that turtle!

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  5. Great photos. Loved the story as well!

    Jane

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  6. My favorite photo is the box turtle. As a child we would paint our name on the bottom with finger nail polish and turn them lose. Years later a farming neighbor would stop by and tell us his kids had found it.

    I just know that you are the gardening friend of this lady and her woodworking husband. This will be a good story to tell to your grandchildren.:)

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  7. great photos...the wooded scene is especially appealing.. it's very much like one of my favorite places near me

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  8. I love all the photos of this post. Sorry but today I have no timwe to read your writing. I'll do it tomorrow afternoon.

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  9. Tell me, are these the same characters as in your previous story? Or is the story a different one? It feels like a different lifetime to me.

    What I enjoyed about this story, honestly, is the friendship the woman shared with a man, though her husband and that man were friends. I appreciate the freedom in trust and love here. There are friendships in this life that are deep and lasting; and we all know you can't create them...they just happen. Beautiful.

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  10. Seriously? These pictures? They are fantastic! I love the one of the buggy going up the hill.

    Love the details in your writing as well!

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  11. Lovely photos! I especially like the turtle! I had a large patch of prickly pear cactus, it is aptly named, I had to to dig mine up, the patch got too large. But it was beautiful when it was in bloom.

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  12. In June the cactus bloom and the hillside is a very vibrant yellow.There are only a few places in the state where it grows naturally.The lady in this story moved to the city from France and had a good gardening friend next door who had grown up out on the prairie, originally a Native American.When she passed on, her chair was given to her friend when family moved all her possessions away.It sat on a new porch, as a reminder how they would sit and watch both yards prosper, and in memory of a good friend.

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  13. That's an interesting story, I can imagine how beautiful that place is.

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  14. Enjoyed the story and photos, great horse photo

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  15. awesome... i love the photos of the critters... the turtle looks like on a long journey to forever... the deer looks like as amused as the photographer... the horse looks like a nosey neighbor... and the guy on the road looks like on a journey to freedom. great set of photos matched with great story worth telling.

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