Renewed life in my herb garden

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Gardening, herbs, perennials, postaday2013, sage, thyme

Today I was thrilled to see my sage and thyme plants show new green growth. This past winter I decided to leave my herbs in the outside pots since for the past several years I had been unable to keep them alive inside during the winter months. I was resigned to the fact that I would have renew my herbs every year at the plant store. and lo and behold, my sage and thyme survived the winter! Outstanding!

To top that exciting development, I found tiny shoots of my beautiful roses in the middle of the grass. I got free new rose bushes without even trying, don’t you just love nature? I dug them up and transplanted them elsewhere, where they would be safe from the lawnmower. I am looking forward to seeing if they do well in their new home, I definitely will keep my fingers crossed for them.

What else is going on in my little garden world, oh yes while I was weeding today near my clematis that I thought had died last year, I saw new buds on the old vine from last year that I had been ready to cut away. Hooray, my clematis survived the harsh winter and last year’s neglect due to my overseas traveling. I thought that it had died, so take a lesson, when it comes to gardening, never say die. You never know, nature will find a way, miraculous don’t you think. All this without any special plant food or herbicides or pesticides.

My day was a really good one, my plants and I and my smiling face.

Art appreciation

Do you need to agree with an artist's lifestyle or politics to appreciate their art? To spend money on it?

I think that art is an expression of one's worldview, how one sees the world, how one wants to communicate with others so in that context, I would think that an artist informs his or her art with everything within them. I am not an art expert or connoisseur, I just know what appeals to me and what pulls at my heart strings. I adore Vincent Van Gogh, it doesn't matter that he had mental issues, his vision was one of beauty. Perhaps he fell to mental illness because unfortunately reality fell short of his inner vision of beauty. I adore Claude Monet and after having visited his home in Giverny, France, I felt closer to knowing the man and his love of gardens and light. How can you not appreciate a man who loves nature?

I think that the artist and their art are inextricably bound together so if you love one, you love the other.