Spring 2008 diary-Part 2

A labour of love

Green fingers are the extension of a verdant heart. ~Russell Page

In this part deux of my 2008 spring diary, I cannot but help reminisce about some of my earlier posts where I have talked about my black thumb or my rakhi bro green.

And then there was Part 1 of my 2008 spring diary, where spring seemed full of blooming promise. So here we are at part two, and how does my garden grow?

Very well, my dear friend, very well. Some months ago, while I was chatting with dear G, and brought up the topic of my abysmal gardening skills, she, in her usual calm and collected manner, told me some words of wisdom which probably need to be frozen for posterity's sake. "You know what Altoid, along with watering them, shower the plants with a lot of love. Talk to them like you would to your kids."

And that's when it struck me. The plants have life. So why wouldn't they also have feelings? Don't we, as humans, constantly crave for love and kind words? Are we satiated with just our meals? Of course not. Then why should these beautiful beings of nature be any different? Nurture them, feed them, pat them on their heads and make encouraging talk- its just like an extension of the family. Thank you G!

Needless to say, it works. I present to you below, the tulips and daffodils, the geranium- of varying colors and scents; all these beauties that inhabit my front yard this spring. I am filled with equal portions of pride and delight.

Happy Spring everyone.













The making of a tulip