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Three Hours of Gardening Bliss ~ Part 1.

A Noisy Miner bird, watching me gardening from the safety of the lemon tree branches.
A Noisy Miner bird, watching me gardening from the safety of the lemon tree branches.

“Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.” ~ May Sarton.

Mother Nature has waved her magic wand over our autumn days here in the Tweed Valley during the past week and today I have spent three hours in the garden, achieving much, yet feeling more energised at the end of the toil than I did before I began.

Miss Tibbs adds even more meaning to my time spent in the garden.
Miss Tibbs adds even more meaning to my time spent in the garden.

“If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.” ~ Marcus Tullius Cicero.

I would change the above quote slightly, to read, “If you have a garden to share with a fury friend or two, along with a few feathered friends, you have everything you need. If you also have a library, where you can sit quietly with a book whilst your aches and pains disappear after the gardening, with a hot cup of coffee, you are doubly blessed.”

Another recent regular visitor to the skies above my home, a Brahminy Kite.
Another recent regular visitor to the skies above my home, a Brahminy Kite.

The blue skies were dotted with clouds of a million-and-one shades of white and grey today. A pair of Brahminy Kites flew silently overhead, but I could only get one at a time in a photo. You’ll have to take my word for it, there were definitely two Kites here today.

Massive balls of cotton wool, floating overhead.
Massive balls of cotton wool, floating overhead.

“A garden is a grand teacher. It teaches patience and careful watchfulness; it teaches industry and thrift; above all it teaches entire trust.” ~ Gertrude Jekyll.

There were a few grey clouds among the white balls of fluffy cotton clouds, yet the sun continued to shine all day long.

Look at that intense shade of blue in the sky!
Look at that intense shade of blue in the sky!

Looking up at the expanse of blue sky with the explosions of white clouds can be absolutely breath-taking on a day like today.

Miss Tibbs so enjoys her time in the garden.
Miss Tibbs so enjoys her time in the garden.

“What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson.

Miss Tibbs and I are totally on the same page when we are in the garden together. I can completely relate to the way she rolls and rolls over the grass, with the sun shining and warm on her silky fur, showing her absolute delight in the garden.

A touch of striking red.
A touch of striking red.

When I crawled under my Tibouchina tree to remove a few weeds (and as my hands were playfully grabbed by Miss Tibbs), I came across this magnificent red flower. Actually, there were more than one of these flowers on the plant. It may be a Bromeliad, but I’m not absolutely sure.

Pink carpet.
Pink carpet.

My Camellia is covered in precious pink flowers this autumn, so delicate and beautiful. Even the fallen petals still look absolutely glorious.

The overseer of all things garden related.
The overseer of all things garden related.

“What a man needs in gardening is a cast-iron back, with a hinge in it.” ~ Charles Dudley Warner, My Summer in a Garden, 1871.

My only complaint about gardening is the aches and pains I feel in my body when I return indoors. If the discomfort is there whilst I’m gardening, it wasn’t noticed today, although I have become familiar with a few previously unknown muscles tonight! But it isn’t really a bad complaint. Gardening wouldn’t be gardening without the excercise.

Another fury helper.
Another fury helper.

My beautiful Tess came down to the garden with me today too. She’s ten now and she hurt her front paw a couple of years ago, which has left her walking with a limp. Tess doesn’t venture too far from the house nowadays, but she did enjoy her time in the sun today.

Did I hear something?

Always alert, always the Protector of Family and Home, Tess doesn’t rest for too long, but a word of reassurance had her enjoying her place in the sun again before long.

Is there any Chai tea left for Miss Tibbs to share?
Is there any Chai tea left for Miss Tibbs to share?

As I headed back towards the house, Miss Tibbs sat on my garden seat, next to my empty mug. Was she telling me it was time for another coffee break?

My little friend, the Butcher Bird.

“There can be no other occupation like gardening in which, if you were to creep up behind someone at their work, you would find them smiling.” ~ Mirabel Osler.

I don’t know if I smile when I am spending time in the garden. I’m not conscious of physically smiling, but I’m always aware of smiling on the inside!

“In the garden I tend to drop my thoughts here and there.Β  To the flowers I whisper the secrets I keep and the hopes I breathe.Β  I know they are there to eavesdrop for the angels.” ~ Dodinsky.

I have more photos to share of my time in the garden today and will add those here next time, but for now I will end today with a photo of the beautiful moon I saw tonight, smiling down at the front door of my home. πŸ™‚

Do you see the face of the man in the moon?  :)
Do you see the face of the man in the moon? πŸ™‚
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15 thoughts on “Three Hours of Gardening Bliss ~ Part 1.

  1. Love the quotes Joanne.

    One of the many things I enjoy about following blogs, from around the world, is a greater awareness of our differences and our similarities. I love gardening in my teeny yard. My goal is eliminating most of the grass and replacing it with paths and plants.

    I find that when I’m gardening, my chattering brain is quiet and I am at peace. Ahhhh bliss.

    While you are sliding into autumn, I am chomping at the bit waiting for some warmer days ….

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    1. My yard has an awful lot of grass Sybil and I’ve often though how much easier it would be if we had more flower beds and pathways. Mowing is such a chore and we could always visit a park if we feel the need to laze on the grass some days. You have worded that perfectly, gardening does quieten a chattering brain. πŸ™‚

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  2. Lovely photos and thoughts of your day in the garden. I spent a bit of time outside yesterday, but my back has been having fits about the raking and bending to lift piles of pine needles I’ve been doing so I am having a hard time enjoying the work. The end result – that I do enjoy!

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    1. If I remember correctly, didn’t you have issues with collecting the pine cones last year Carol? I think you disliked that chore immensely! At least when the job is finished, you can enjoy the garden. It’s like me and ironing, we have a love/hate relationship ~ I hate ironing, but I loved ironed clothes! πŸ™‚

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  3. Sighing in peaceful delight… Feel like I’ve spent time with you in the garden. Move over, Miss Tibbs. I’m going to lie down beside you while Joanne gardens…

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    1. Hehe, I’m so pleased that my garden brought you some peace Kathy. I’m sure Miss Tibbs would be happy to share her spot with you, so long as you don’t steal all of her sunbeams. πŸ™‚

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    1. The only part of autumn we are lacking here is the beautiful autumn leaves as they change their colours and fall to the ground Stacy. For that, I like to visit other peoples websites, but I love sharing the beautiful blue skies and all of the new flower growth that autumn brings to my part of the world. πŸ™‚

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  4. Joanne, Such Satisfaction! Lovely garden and beautiful photographs. I love cats in the garden. I almost dreamt something, imaginary while going through your post. I miss the old days back at home – not here in the city of Bangalore. Thank you very much!

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    1. Oh Sonali, I’m so pleased you enjoyed my garden and I wish I could send you a little corner of it to enjoy whilst you are living in the city. Thank you for sharing my garden with me today. πŸ™‚

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