Here you see an opened box that's filled with (some of) my dreams. And "expansive delusions" - the most appropriate word I could find.
Garden dreams.
This box contains masses of seed packets witt luring pictures of wonderful flowers - inside: seeds.
Why "expansive" delusions? Well: nowadays I have only a balcony. (Soon I will have two, but that's another story.)
Many of the seeds I bought are older than a year - dreams need time to grow. And the thought of the Pharaoh's Tombs, where seeds were found that germinated after thousands of years, fills me with hope.
The "Historic Sweet Peas" - in keeping with their high price - bear beautiful names: for example "Miss Willmott", who was a wonderful very eccentric gardener who spent her immense fortune on her gardens - cautiously I only bought one packet of seeds. Ellen's passion for gardens and plants ruined her fortune - and Warley Place, her English Garden, detoriated.
Speaking of expansive delusions: even as I still worked in my big garden in Hildesheim, all those different plant-beauties together in that box wouldn't have found enough place to grow.
And I had no gardeners.
Different from Miss Willmott: she employed up to 104 gardeners!
"and was known for being a demanding employer; she would reputedly sack any gardener who allowed a weed to grow among her flowers". Ha!
Bright colors of various flowers make me happy. My mother always had a flower garden. Unfortunately mt thumb is brown and those beautiful plants won't grow for me. I look forward to pictures of your sweet peas.
ReplyDeleteHave you got space inside the house to place flower pots in front of windows that can be open during the day? All my succulent plants thrive inside, as long as they receive plenty of water, fresh air and fertiliser.
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