Beautiful gardening video from Tiger In A Jar.
This reminds me of when I was very little and we lived in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains in Virginia (aka The Plains, Virginia). My mother and step father created some really beautiful gardens on our farm (which was called Hotspur and located on a road that went from being called something like Rt 24 to Rock Hill Mill Road — I kid you not). My mother and step father each had a horse of 2 (each new one brought into the family, more beautiful than the next — my favorite wouldn’t be purchased until we moved into town — a real beaut, a mix between a thoroughbred and a Clydesdale).
Anway, I am rambling — but when we were kids, we had one massive garden patch right under the best climbing tree on the property. My mom would plant sunflowers that I imagined were giants and reached above even my tall step father and eventually we had to put a fence around the garden so that the deer wouldn’t come and eat everything in the night.
The glory of this garden were the amazing cucumbers that would sprout each year, and also great varieties of lettuce. (I still crave cold cucumber soup in the summer with SO MUCH DILL due to summers with an abundance of cukes).
My mom had a thing for tomatoes, but I was never much of a fan as a kid — I loved tomato tarts with Champagne mustard and beautiful mozzerella but I liked mine sans tomates.
Also, we had a long drive way that ended in a loop (kind of like a lasso). In the middle of that gravel laso, my mom and step father built a garden that was a red bricked knot with 5 different plots contained in the knot. I think they based it off a garden that they saw in a beautiful English landscaping book that was in our library. That was always full of all things flowering — including a childhood favorite, zinnias.
My mother would always faithfully wear the zinnia bouquets that I wove together for her, even though she was dreadfully allergic to bees and even though zinnias and bees loved each other more than I loved reading a good book in bed at the time (and let’s be honest, still do…)
Sadly, the people that bought Hotspur from my family pulled that knot garden out tout de suite upon moving in as we set off for what turned into only a 6-month adventure living in the US Virgin Islands. That story for another time…..
Anyway, that all seems like a very long time ago and this video reminded me of all of that…. pretty special, right?