Gardening has becoming the main topic of my thoughts in the last couple of months. My boyfriend and I have talked about starting our own garden for so long that it’s dominated my thoughts and made me excited to have one of my own. There’s something satisfying in planting a few seeds, cultivating them, and watching them grow into something you can look at (or eat.)
Whenever I think of gardens, I think of those traditional English gardens where there’s a pond in the center and tall flowers growing wild around it. Little winding paths curve in and out around the pond and a bench conveniently placed around the garden. But that takes a lot of cultivating and thought and mostly a place to look at, admire, and think upon.
When I think of my own garden, I want to have a combination of vegetables, fruits and flowers.
I dream of
- Green beans
- Pumpkins (maybe, if my boyfriend will allow me the room to have it)
- Strawberries (they like to take over though)
Perhaps these can be started in little pots and then eventually transplanted into a raised garden. I read that corn is hard to raise in a backyard in town for obvious reasons but can be done in short, blocky rows, so maybe plant a few around the edge of the raised beds. Eventually I’d like to have a fruit tree. Mainly apples, but a pear tree would be fun to have.
I still dream of having a pond at the center of my garden. One where there’s a medium rock face with the water trickling down into the pond and big lazy goldfish swim around in circles. Lilies float gently on top and one or two rose bushes would be fun (though being stuck with thorns wouldn’t be fun–perhaps just having a dozen roses occasionally as a token of love would be better.)
Some flowers that I would love to have in my garden include:
- Black eyed Susan’s
I’m not good with flower names, I usually go by how they look. I also love oak and buckeye trees, even though I’d hate to rake up all the acorns and buckeyes at the end of the season. Crab trees are fun, especially in the spring but kind of boring the rest of the year.
This seems illogical, but I always wanted to have a cactus. Not a big one, but a little tiny one that I can sit in my window sill and look at.
When I get more experienced with gardens and flowers and (food) growing plants, I’ll be able to describe them in more detail. But this is a start and I’m excited to see where my future garden might grow.