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Subject: Scenes from the Journey -- Gardens Vol22,#15
Gardens
My own barely counts as one. Voltaire might be appalled that this is the best that comes when I tend my own garden. Perhaps (I can only hope) he wasn't being literal. He didn't mean my timid raised bed with limited sun, sown with last year's seeds then poorly thinned, with the result of a total crop of one mess of salad greens and enough green beans for a light lunch for two. Hardly worth the water it took to irrigate them through the summer.
It's time to face the sad truth: my garden is elsewhere. Not physical, not earth-bound, and certainly not in my own back yard.
Each garden has its own delights, only some of them earthly. Other people's gardens are just like other people: each one different. The yield from my backyard garden is scant. But you should see what's growing in my elsewhere garden.
Copyright (c) 2025 Ann Tudor
My own barely counts as one. Voltaire might be appalled that this is the best that comes when I tend my own garden. Perhaps (I can only hope) he wasn't being literal. He didn't mean my timid raised bed with limited sun, sown with last year's seeds then poorly thinned, with the result of a total crop of one mess of salad greens and enough green beans for a light lunch for two. Hardly worth the water it took to irrigate them through the summer.
It's time to face the sad truth: my garden is elsewhere. Not physical, not earth-bound, and certainly not in my own back yard.
Each garden has its own delights, only some of them earthly. Other people's gardens are just like other people: each one different. The yield from my backyard garden is scant. But you should see what's growing in my elsewhere garden.
Copyright (c) 2025 Ann Tudor
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