I have three sisters. We all garden. My mom can't figure out where we got
our love of gardening, certainly not from her. My sister has a photo (circa WWII)
of my mom standing in a vegetable garden with a lush tomato in her hand.
"A prop" she said, "a friend handed me a store bought tomato, so it would
look like it came from the garden."
She is so very not an outdoors kind of
person. But she has a fine appreciation for her daughters' gardening quirks.
My sisters and I have similar looks and mannerisms but we have different personalities. All of our gardens are different, too. They reflect our personalities.
My older sister has a cottage garden....she gardens in a city. I used to think her lot was way too small. It sure looks good to me now. Manageable is an attractive concept! Her garden is filled with plants from family and friends. It is colorful. She has a booth in an antique mall; so unique and quirky objects find a home in her garden. It's not unusual to find a rusty can, a broken chair a piece of mirror she found in an alley. It all works. That's my big sister...a good eye for the right combination of plants and color.
My baby sister is living in the suburbs. She has a few flower garden beds in the front yard and lots of lawn. Her guy loves the lawn. They also have a big vegetable garden in the backyard. You should have seen the look in her eyes and heard the excitement in her voice when she described the eggplants they grew last year. She is a nurturer. She loves plants and loves to garden, but her family is number one. Her garden will provide for them.
My next oldest sister has had to put gardening on hold. I know that makes her sad but before long she will back there digging and planting. Her garden was filled with succulents and day lilies. She has many pass along plants from her gardening buddies.
I wish I had photos of them in their gardens...I want to honor these three wonderful women. They have had almost all the responsibility of my mother's care since she had her heart attack/fall 12 days ago. They have been at the hospital everyday, all day, working in shifts. They have kept me informed and made a huge effort to be sure I am part of the decision making process regarding my mom's treatment. They have not resented my not being there the whole time. They are darlings. I thank them all the time. Now they can rest a bit....she is going to a rehab center and then home to her retirement community. They will still be on duty but maybe now they can get some time in their gardens.
I love you my dear sisters. Thank you.