Our vegetable garden is divided into six raised boxes in a lovely symmetrical rectangle. The Carrots are renting a plot from us and they manage quite comfortably in a box of their own. Not every vegetable is as well off as the pompous Carrot, however. The whimsical Kohlrabi and the vibrant Chard must room together, too poor to live alone. Tomatoes are my mother's special favorite, so they live lavishly in a covered box to be protected from heavy rain and destructive hail...
|...My mother's special favorite...|
|...The pompous Carrot...|
But it isn't only plants that live in our backyard. We get visits from strutting Doves, frisky Squirrels, graceful Butterflies, and delicate Hummingbirds. The Doves gather in flocks and sit upon our dark fence nodding in approval at what we plant. The Squirrels appreciate our ornamental pear tree; so many times I have seen our friendly caretakers examining our garden beds with the most capricious of attitudes up in the boughs of our tree. The lovely Butterflies enjoy our garden with a special interest. They come frequently to catch up on the latest blossom of gossip, leaning close to the pretty heads, soaking in the murmur of words and nectar.
|...Roses bask in the warm sunshine...|
|...The haughty Snapdragons...|
I love my little garden, with all its merry, little plants and happy, pretty flowers. I love the strawberries that grow on it's pyramid box, I love the lilies that govern over the rest of the flowers, and I love the fluttering moths that come to visit with quiet strokes of their powdered wings.
My garden makes me happy and I long to bless others with its fruitful vegetation. So with that said, whoever, wherever you are, I hope that this Scrapbook can share a piece of my joy with you. May it make you as happy as it makes me.
|....I love the strawberries....|