I have not shared pictures of our home. I had wanted to wait until it was completed and looked like a spread in a home and garden magazine. I don’t think that will happen in the near future.
Everyone talks about the joys of home ownership and most of the time it is talked about sarcastically. I confess, I have done that also. This home, though, has made me smile. Each morning I awake, open the drapes and smile when I look outside. Yes, there is so much to do. But, it is our home, and for the first time in our marriage, I feel like we are home. We are no longer in transit. We are no longer temporary, we are putting down roots and being planted here.
As you can tell from the pictures, there were lots and lots of leaves when we moved in. We got to some of them last summer, but, we did not make a dent. Then, autumn came and all those leaves were doubled. It was beautiful, amazing and daunting all at once. We joked with one another that raking would be our retirement entertainment.
This spring, we have started once more to uncover. We uncovered a bit of the front yard by the driveway and discovered three azalea bushes. They were small and totally overwhelmed by the leaves. We were thrilled at the discovery and wanted to see what else was here.
About a month ago, some dear friends came down from Pennsylvania to visit. She brought me some plants from her gardens and together we planted flowers from home along with some dirt from our hometown. I welcomed each plant and was thrilled to have combined our past with our future in these little plantings. They have taken off growing and thriving, reminding me that we do bloom when we are planted where we are supposed to be.
We planted the plants by our gazebo, as they are spreading plants and I could picture them growing down the hillside there. We raked and cleared a space for them. Again, we uncovered several things. Leading up to the gazebo is a stone path, buried and waiting to be discovered. There were plantings there, hosta, sedum, saplings, all hidden and unable to grow.
Last week, our dear friends who are family came up. She looked at the large garden by our pool and gave me ideas for the garden. It was the first time I could picture what to actually do in the garden instead of just weeding it, and being confused. She helped identify things in the garden that I didn’t know. I showed her what I did know and had learned from my friend from Pennsylvania. Together we discovered more things that have been hidden and overwhelmed.
Yes, this home is a process. We will spend several years uncovering and discovering. It is a journey and an adventure. What I have learned is I also discover lessons about myself. Uncovering things that are hidden is a lifetime chore. Each stage of our life reveals something we don’t know about ourselves. I had thought when I reached my 60’s I would have arrived. I would be exactly who I am supposed to be. I am, to a point, but, there are things in me that I am still uncovering. Areas of my life where I have let debris pile up, stunting growth and opportunity. I am realizing as I rake and discover that there are places in my heart and mind that need to be raked and brought into the light. Places that need to grow and discover their full potential. This, too, will take time. I may not know a lot about gardening and weeding, but I am learning as I go.
Many things grow in the garden that were never sown there. ~Thomas Fuller, Gnomologia, 1732
Thanks for stopping by today, DAF (Cathi)