My dad would say that it takes a good three years for gardens to grow into themselves. To stay gardening is to take one’s time and after each season stand back and observe, and take notes.
Over the years I have found that to be true. Early gardens tend to have blank spaces as we wait for plants to fill in. Old gardens are full beyond capacity waiting for plants to be dug and divided or dug out completely.
It is the mature garden that, like Goldilocks looking for the perfect, feels just right. Here a late spring garden starts out the season of planting anew.
On May 27, 2015, I stopped by a garden I had planted in the years surrounding 2005, in Hales Corner, Wisconsin. Though I could see that the gardener who took it over had moved some plants most were still somewhere within its border. Everything had filled out nicely.
This garden did not begin all at once, but rather was planted each season, each plant idea at a time for three years. I love to stop by and see this garden I started and to know that it continues to grow giving someone the drive to stay gardening.
And, don’t forget to borrow a view or two.