Since I am too tired to post anything about this weekend, I'll enlighten you instead with photographs of the garden so far. Life is a story. All stories have a beginning, middle, and end, so I structured the middle part of the garden like a story. The first section, which contains the garden stones and wildflowers, commences the tale and sets the story in motion. This year I planted orange marigolds on the perimeter of the garden, as a nod to my essay and lyrics of Orange that I wrote in my writing class this last semester.
The middle of the garden, like the middle of life, is messier and weedier, but full and lovely. There is reoccuring lavender, a pot of sweet potatoes, two pots of strawberries, a pot of sunflowers, and a pot for tomatoes. The Asiatic and tiger lilies surround the middle and latter part of the garden. They are green and they bloom during the month of my birthday, which occurs in July. Perhaps that is why I love lilies so much.
The last part of the garden, the conclusion, is yet to be determined. The center is a bit dry and sandy due to the hot weather. I want to bring a lot of soil into the middle and plant thousands of sunflower seeds, which will serve as a great conclusion when sunflowers bloom in September, since sunflowers are a symbol of eternity. What a great ending to a beautiful blooming garden story.
I also need to spruce up the perimeter of the yard. The red and pink roses are in bloom. The pond needs wildlife, so I want to purchase tadpoles to create a frogpond.
More later. Off to dream about story gardens. Good night.