I have neglected my garden, I have neglected the blog and inadvertently I have neglected my sense of well-being. Today is the first day in too long that I spent a morning in the garden. I went to the nursery this morning, bought some new plants and had a long chat to an indigenous ‘expert’. In an ‘aha’ moment I was reminded of all the things I love about creating an indigenous garden. Learning a new skill, watching things grow and bloom and helping nature reclaim a small plot of land as her own again is a very satifsying past-time. However, the last few months my garden has disheartened me and I’ve been frustrated at my lack of knowledge and skill and the time it takes for things to flourish. Mould has set in on the Halleria, worms destroyed the Clivia, and there are little red lice on the wild dagga. You’ll see from the pic, that some areas of my garden are looking quite sparse.
But after doing an honest morning’s work in the garden and getting dirt under my fingernails again my little sparse garden has inspired me. I’ve decided it’s pointless stressing about the mould, worms and mites – nature will do what she does and some day my garden will come to fruition. It’s been a year since we ripped out all the exotics in our garden and basically started an indigenous garden from scratch so like they say – all good things come to those who wait. I guess with life’s frenetic pace there is ultimately and important lesson in all of this. To enjoy your garden, no matter what the stage in its life-cycle. Go on – get in there and get your hands dirty!