Our little cottage garden on 32nd is more than just a patch of earth, it’s something I’ve been dreaming of for a long time.
For the past six years, we’ve moved a lot for my husband’s work. There’s been so much beauty in that, but also the grief starting over again and again, never quite settling, always trying to find a rhythm that feels like home. In each place, I turned to gardening. I planted anyway. Knowing we wouldn’t stay long enough to really see it all bloom.
The soil is new to me, and I’m still learning the climate, but I have a lot excitement in planting and having a garden even if we’re not here forever
Our space is really small just a patch of front yard and a tiny backyard. I’m filling it as much as I can. I want it to feel full, soft, and a little bit overflowing. Flowers in every corner, and a few vegetables tucked into containers out back.
This is what we’re growing this season:
Flowers:
nasturtium, hollyhock, rose, hydrangea, viola, marigold, borage, forget-me-not, bleeding heart, dianthus, lavender
Veggies:
mini cucumbers, carrots, watermelon radish, arugula
last winter I grew flowers all winter right in the front yard using a mini greenhouse. I’m sure my neighbors thought I was a little crazy, but it worked. Those flowers became something I’ve been dreaming about for a while: edible flower packs to garnish my treats with all year long.
That’s really what this garden is for. Not just growing things, but turning them something beautiful, something to be shared, something fleeting.
We will leave here one day. I know that. But for now, I have this season. Time to care for it, to enjoy it, to make it feel like mine.
I’d love to share it all with you as it unfolds ?