My Dad was an avid gardener.Vegetables and flowers. I developed an appreciation for gardening from him. Of five kids, I have one other sibling who enjoys it and its a brother. When we moved to [our home], I turned the front lawn into a flower garden. In the beginning it was mostly annuals that reseeded. Over time I added perennials and more gardens. (I’m the one who offers Hen and Chicks- which are still available….hint hint) I also like to put things in the flowers like toys and lawn ornaments, adding stuff over the summer so there is more to look for.
Coming home Friday I spotted two young girls wearing fleece hats with pompoms on each side walking with Mom and a little sister in a backpack. After pulling into my driveway, I decided to wait for them to walk close enough to say hello and let them know I liked their hats. Mom said “We love your garden. There are so many neat things to look for.” I thank her and then offered her some of the sunflowers, knowing that the colder temps would soon kill them off. She was tickled and as she and her three daughters headed down the street, I realized how special this neighborhood is.
North Street in Winooski! Love it.
UPDATE: As if on cue… a neighbor responded to the posting above on her FPF neighborhood forum…
I too love your garden. I remember that your garden was how we met. As I was walking by one day many years ago, while you were weeding, you stood up, said “Hello, and welcome to the neighborhood” and then proceeded to offer me some of your beautiful flowers. If I remember correctly, it was about the same time of year. As I pass your house on my daily walks, I have fond memories of your generosity and mostly your infectious loving spirit. You make our neighborhood a wonderful place to be. I know I don’t say it enough but thanks for being my neighbor.