Gardening from the heart

     The comfort that I find in familiar plants and even weeds is one of the greatest feelings in the world. I've grown up around plants, gardens, flowers and weeds. I am by no means an expert. But I am an enthusiast in every sense of the word! Born and raised in the Northeast United States means that the moment that a seed can sprout I make it happen. The minute I think the last frost has passed dirt starts flying! How significant in my psyche it is to hook up the gardening hose. From that point forward the season of gardening is ON and watch out plants here I come!

     Some of my earliest memories revolve around gardening with my Granny Em and my mom. Most of this revolved around houseplants. Spider plants, snake plants, geraniums (normally outdoor, but they winter in the house fairly well), African violets. If it could grow roots watch out! Mom would grow specific plants which were set aside so i could be handed a scissor and hack away at them. Unusual yes. Wonderful DOUBLE YES! It kept me from hacking away at any of the more important plants.  We would have little containers near the sink with single leaves, bound in the water by root tendrils waiting to be planted in dirt. As soon as the weather outside allowed it, everything would be moved out to the porch where plants,  that were semi alive in the house, could flourish!

     Here I am. Many years later touching plants whose great ancestors built my childhood memories. And every season I learn something new. Something more exciting. It is in this gardening world that I continue building on my knowledge and exploring new things. It is these plants that I want to share with you and hope that I can impart something, even if it is very small that you can grow with.