Sunday, August 21, 2005

inch by inch, row by row, gonna make my garden grow...or not.

Five years ago if you had asked me about my non-academic interests, I would have talked about traveling, writing, cooking and, yes, gardening.

Serious about my perennials, I planted hundreds upon hundreds of them. I pored over White Flower Farm catalogues in February and was there each April for the first hours of the Flower Factory's opening week-end. Dirt on my hands, strained muscles from digging -- all blissful reminders of my Hearty Polish Peasant Stock.

Then, like an unfaithful lover, a season or two ago, I got tired of it. My attention drifted. Overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of garden space (the yard here is huge), by the rabbits that constantly chomped at my dianthus, by the phlox mildew and the spit-bugs and the drought and the weeds, I took one look and walked away.

The forces of nature retaliated. The perennial beds grew with wild abandon. Screw you, they seemed to say, we will multiply and spread and with great promiscuity, we will welcome weeds and everything and anything that wants to take part in this wild fling with nature. We'll show you how hot and alive we are! -- they told me.

But it was like the last wail of a scorned lover. I gave a small "there, there" pat, pulled a weed or two and turned away. The lure of the downtown, of my writing, of my camera, of new faces and new spaces was too great.

So, good-bye garden. Once I loved you to death. Now you are just a sweet memory of a damp soil and fresh new shoots in spring. Tucked away with all other sweet memories of past loves and passionate indulgences.

3 comments:

  1. Nina-
    If you ever feel the need to dig in the dirt again you can come weed my garden. That's what friends are for!
    SRK

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  2. I should think that would be like screwing with someone else's passion, no? If you have a good thing going, I don't want to get in the way of things.

    On the other hand, Monet, gardener par excellance, had many helpers. A regular cad, he was.

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  3. Awesome Nina! just resurfacing from my deadline before heading north and caught your news about the house. I love the girls imagining the new kids in the house...it is a wonderful family space! And what you say about gardens is so true...I love mine but am now gone too much to keep it up! so on to lofts and other fun living spaces. D

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