A perfect, early fall day bathed in blue. The sun is shining. Only a few marshmallow clouds gliding across the sky. Standing in the middle of the garden, feet firmly planted on solid ground, turn your face toward the sun with your arms flung out at your sides. Palms turned upward. Eyes closed in reverence for all the simple miracles we’re afforded everyday. The autumn sun, no longer angry and hot like its summer counterpart, is warm upon your face and shoulders.
If you’ve never done this, go outside and give it a try. If you were to stay out there all day without fear of sunburn, and rotated slowly always following the sun’s rays, you would resemble a young sunflower. Borrowing slightly from that famous yoga pose, the Sun Salutation, let’s call ours a Sunflower Salutation.
Both are about gratitude. I’m a few days back from the Garden Writers Association National Symposium, and grateful is how I feel. This year, I attended and was honored to speak, and I am filled to overflowing.
Thanks to all who came to the “Successful Blogging” panel and listened to the four of us, Amy Stewart, Susan Harris, Doug Green and I, offer our thoughts on blogging successes, past, present and future.
Thanks, also, to everyone afterward who came up and opened their hearts to me. I have a challenge for all of you. Now is the time to put your dreams into action.
Ladies and Gentlemen: Start your blogs! It’s the best thing I ever did. It’s opened doors and created pathways. When I want to do something, and I am afraid, I just think: “If not now, when?”
Our schedule on the first touring day had eight, private gardens. We made it to five. If you’ve attended garden tours before, five to eight gardens is a lot. After awhile they all started to resemble one another, and I was sad about that because I know how much time and effort it took those fabulous gardeners to prepare. I couldn’t keep track of each garden as I took photos. Besides, Mary Ann borrowed my paper, and I never saw it again. (Let’s not mention that she gave me a memory card for my camera when I left all of mine at the hotel.) Ha!
To all the gardeners who opened their private spaces to us, thank you too. Your dedication and hard work made gardening look effortless, and we all know that isn’t the case. When I viewed my photographs to write this post, the colors were so beautiful my heart ached. I believe the light of the great Northwest was to blame.
Now, without further ado, I give you the gardens.
There’s Mary Ann walking through the arbor looking snazzy in her denim jacket. I told her that if I was going to have someone in the photo, I wanted it to be someone I knew. Six hundred people attended this GWA conference. That’s a lot of folks.
For names of those plants I’m sure of, just hover your mouse over the photo. There is so much more to show you. It will take several posts, but since RDR is up again for good (I moved to a different server,) I don’t think it will be a problem anymore.
Also, a bunch of bloggers are wishing Nola from Alamo North the happiest of birthdays this day. Happy Birthday, Nola, and may God’s blessings smile upon you.