I’ve reached a new level of garden craziness from which I may never return. This morning, before the sun completely broke the horizon into pink and blue hues, I was up and outside in my nightgown taking photos. The newly mowed grass stuck to my damp feet like green confetti , as I tried to capture my garden in the new dawn light.
Don’t worry, no one called the police; one advantage to living in the hinterlands. If you were here, you might ask me why I’m breaking my own vow of no writing or photography before a second cup of bracing black tea.
I’ve joined the Olympics from my own backyard.
Mary Ann, of Idaho Gardener and Idaho Gardening Examiner fame, created a challenge for all garden bloggers. In honor of the Olympics, she has pronounced today the Gardener Olympics. The rules as expressed by MA are:
1. You must link back to my website. Check, done that.
2. You must show me the best of the best of your garden. You decide what that is: single plant, single fabulous piece of produce, collection of tomatoes, collection of hoes, a garden vignette, whatever. Three entries per garden.
3. Deadline is Sunday night at midnight.
Going for the gold. The pressure! The momentary glory contrasted with agony and defeat. Anyone else remember Jim McKay’s introduction to ABC’s “Wild World of Sports?”
First, I considered my roses, and how I should get a gold medal simply for keeping up with all 90 or so of them. But, they aren’t at their best right now, and it was my choice to plant so many. Is there an award for obessessive collecting?
Then, I thought about the daylilies, another obsession, but with the exception of ‘Autumn Minaret’, they aren’t blooming. Although Mary Ann didn’t specify that the photos needed to be from the here and now, I placed this limitation on myself.
After much consideration, I believe I found the one thing which makes my garden special: the views. Let me know if you think so too. If you’d like to see the other Olympians, check out Mary Ann’s blog.