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Garden In Progress

I’ve spent the summer trying to drag the garden in my head out of my thoughts and into the little patch of land attached to the house we bought last year. In April I had dreams of babbling waterfalls tipping from the deck into the coy pond, honeysuckle and clematis flushed full of flowers, trees bowed double with glorious, ripe fruit, and every herb under the sun dancing drowsily in the sun. In reality things have worked out a little different.

The deck isn’t level, it’s sloped so that the water runs away, but not the right way. It runs inwards and puddles at the centre. This had led to rot and a rather worrisome, growing hole that requires extreme caution when trying to hang out the washing. Beside the deck, the pond is less than halfway done since August rains have put an end to many a bricklaying attempt. There’s no waterfall as of yet but we’re certainly pumping enough of the stuff out of the pond to try and keep things moving. I think the clematis might be dead but the honeysuckle did attempt a short show at the end of July, I suppose it’s establishing itself. Let’s not talk about the fruit trees. They’re just trees at the moment. Green and not much else.

A jungle garden

is wild, green and beautiful.

Here? Work in progress.

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Haibun Monday has rolled around again and we’re going back to school with stories about our summers. Personally I’ve been trying to green my fingers and make the garden my own but gardening isn’t a quick project, it takes time. My herb garden is progressing well though. When the end of summer sales go up I’m going to buy some more planters and expand my collection. It turns out that they’re just as pretty as they are useful and fragrant.

 

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Sweat Peas, lavender, english mace, hyssop, savory and fever few

 

 

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Carol Forrester is a twenty-three year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.

12 Comments

  1. I know this well… so much that you want with your garden… but in the end we found that some things just works other’s don’t… hope you find the right way to get your garden from your fantasy to real

    • Thanks Bjorn. It’s not going too badly, I think I just need to give things time to mature. Inside looks a lot more green if I’m honest. I’m getting better at not killing the houseplants.

  2. Beautiful photo….and smiling I am at your haibun. We lived many years in Iowa before moving to Boston. I loved planting my garden and envisioning beautiful rows of vegetables. Our first year, I could hardly wait for the six apple trees to bear fruit….oh my gosh, did they ever! We had sweat bees everywhere and I couldn’t keep up with the picking. Overripe fruit piled up under the trees turning to applesauce and fermenting there on the ground! 🙂
    Gardens do take time. Glad your herbs were successful!

    • Thanks Lillian. We have a similar issue with next door’s apple tree, it overhangs quite a bit which would be fine if I wasn’t so lazy about getting a ladder and actually picking the apples.

  3. I like your garden! It just needs time to mature. I did a koi pond several years ago – I dug a huge hole and submerged a small plastic kiddie pool. It still shelters koi. I am amazed when I read about people planting honeysuckle. It grows wild here! And your herbs – herbs are always so forgiving. I love your haiku. some gentle humor there!

  4. Good luck with the gardening, Carol! I know what it’s like to have a jungle garden and I too am trying to get a little bit of order – with some herbs and salad in pots – while my husband does the hard work of clearing weeds, nettles and overgrown branches. Don’t give up – it’ll be worth it in the end. 🙂

  5. I love the wildness of your garden in your closing haiku and the photograph of your ‘indoor garden’ looks beautiful! :o) xxx

  6. I am not much of the gardener myself so I can empathize with your efforts ~ Hopefully all the greens and fruits will be coming your way soon ~

  7. Ha, sounds like my deck! I’ve been working to wright it and fix the rotted planks all Summer. I’ll be back out tomorrow if there’s time before school. Hope yours gets straightened out and level

  8. I loved hearing of your gardening experiences. The herb garden sounds wonderful too. My mother was a master gardener, but somehow her talent bypassed me!

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