Your personal garden
Can you smell it? Spring is here!
That daffodil and clean, raw dirt smell with just a hint of bird song attached. Yes! Spring is finally here! Although on this particular day it’s hiding behind a gray cloud, I know it’s here. The forsythia is fairly bursting. Long wispy arms of yellow crazy and unkempt gesture “We’re Alive!” My neighbors and I are so grateful to see some kind of bloomin’ color that we’re all hesitant to trim back the wild growth.
Let’s be honest, it was a long winter! And we can’t really complain about the rain because hopefully we’re coming out of the drought that has wreaked havoc on our farmers. It’s all good. The bright green baby leaves are just starting to reveal themselves. The red shoots of my peonies have broken the surface as have my silver nancies. The iris leaves are promising purple, white, and yellow blooms. . . I’m so excited! Being able to garden was one of the things I truly missed when I lived in the city. Nothing calms me or centers me more than a few hours prepping my beds, getting my fingers in the earth, and figuring out what little surprises I’m going to plant for myself.
Come on home to Southwest Virginia and make your own personal garden.
–Lucinda McDermott Piro