I don't have particularly green fingers, so am always happy
when nature gets it right without too much help from me. I did not even
know I had this plant in my garden, until it showed up like this.
Experienced gardeners may laugh at the fact that I have no idea about
name and whatever for this plant. All that matters to me is that it looks real
pretty and fits in just fine in my garden.
Oh, before I forget … no need to tell me name and other
“specs” for this lovely plant. My wife already has told me more than
I ever need to know about it, and she is ready to provide me with more
information if I ask.
I tend to forget such details pretty quickly, and reserve my right to
just enjoy the view and share with others, without bothering about plants'
family‐names in Latin and whatnot. Those who like can read up on all that
“dry stuff” elsewhere, while I continue focusing in what's
growing right there in front of me.
flower decorations, no thanks.
I don't like cut-off flowers for short‐term decorations or gifts, as
they look and smell of death to me. “Fresh flowers in the morning”
usually don't last long, and I see no point in cutting plants for anything
but animal‐food and environmental cultivation and
adjustments.
Not that the custom of giving flowers or decorating with them disturbs me
– as long as I don't have to be involved or at the receiving end. It
just sends the wrong signal my way so I usually say “no thanks”
if someone offers me cut-off flowers. If that doesn't work I just throw them
away as soon as I can just to get them out of my sight, no matter who they
are from.
I like flowers in gardens, where they can go through their phases and
live and die naturally. Doesn't need to be anything special about them, as long
as nature mainly is in control and we humans can adjust a little here and
there and enjoy all that grows.
Most of all I like fields filled with clover and all the plants and
grasses that can take advantage of the enriched soil clover create. Such
a field, large or small, is alive, and clover can feed the world.
Then, in a corner, I can try out some plants as living
decorations.
If the plants I choose like it there they may grow to show their
true potentials, and if not they probably don't belong there.
not a gardener.
Check out what meaning my name – Georg – has, and you will have
a pretty good idea what relationship I have to all that grows. That in
addition to what I write about it here and on other pages.
One thing for sure: I will never become your average gardener, or maybe
that's just what I am…