This is how i call my Garden.
I have a little patch of land in this rental house that im still not comfortable with, so gardening has been done in pots. Its easier to control and i get a wider range of herbs and plants i would like to study. I also keep them closer to me, just outside the kitchen, so i can look at them whenever i want. This constant need of having to see the things i like is something ive done since i can remember, way back in the teen years. I like it all in plain sight. It makes me smile and happy to see the memories i cherrish, and gardening is one of those activities where the happier you are the happier your plants will be. I want to learn it all, slowly, and compare it to what my grandfather taught me.
I dont remember him ever telling me how to do things but i was always by his side and whenever i had a question, he answered. The love i have for gardening, i learned from him, how i do it now has been a mixture of trial and error (so much error), much reading and common sense. But usually i fall back to what i learned from watching him.
He talked to them, spent so much time removing dead leafs, could bring back any dry plant to life. I guess much of his gardening really was in his hands and for a man that was never good at growing people, he sure was great at growing plants.
I read a lot about gardening, most likely read more before i actually started, and still managed to forget the names of simple herbs like Oregano. I want to feel comfortable and know it all before i can bend the rules, its how i do things. There are rules to grow herbs and plants and there are procedures to things. But there is also love for plants and like it or not, that works too. Or at least, i like to think its how it works. When im about to lose a plant, i spend more time with it, talking and trying to figure out whats wrong and i will also get my books and read and google a lot.
But its the time i spend with them every morning that matters the most, the moments i spend by the door looking at how they behave when the rain falls.
Still, some will wither.
And i will learn.