|The Corner Bed|
The corner bed, aka the winter bed, aka the problem bed looked so nice!
I smiled. Then, I began to analyze.
It must be because of the blooms! The pink crabapples were still blooming, and below them, Carefree Beauty rose was just starting to open up her sweet pink petals. Below Carefree Beauty, pink dianthus was blooming profusely.
|Dianthus under Carefree Beauty|
And every now and then, I could get a glimpse of the annual cyclamen blooming beyond the boxwoods.
|A glimpse of cyclamen|
It all came together, looking quite lovely.
But I wasn't convinced that was the reason for my infatuation with this bed.
Was it because I had recently moved a number of plants, and added more to this bed? The plants are so small, they barely peek over the boxwoods. So, I didn't think my transplanting splurge was exactly what held my attention.
|Looking over the boxwoods is rewarded|
All the other plants that are now blooming - the hellebores, the hardy cyclamen, the dianthus I purchased as an annual but has lived for three years now, are also too short to see unless you look over the boxwoods surrounding them. That definitely couldn't be it!
Maybe it was just the fact that I recently mulched this area. Mulching always makes the beds looks so nice.
I found myself drawn to this corner bed. The bench that previously had been only for looks was now being used. Before, I could never rest there. Something else always seemed to grab my attention. But now, I found this area calming, soothing, peaceful.
Still trying to solve the mystery, I chose to get another opinion. I casually remarked to my husband, "The corner bed is looking quite nice this year", and then waited for his response. What he said blew me away.
"I've noticed it, too."
Well! It wasn't just me, or my imagination! There was something magical about the corner bed!
What was it?
Patience is a lesson gardeners learn over and over. Patience to wait for spring's arrival (I think our patience has been very much tried this year!). Patience to wait for seeds to magically transform into plants. Patience to wait years before the garden matures. It's the last one that many gardeners yearn for. A mature garden seems serene, peaceful, calm. And that was my first clue. The second was that the boxwoods seemed to be key to everything in this bed.
Then I realized - I had waited so many years for the boxwoods to grow into a hedge, and finally they had! Every year before this one, I would see open spaces between the boxwoods. Every year I would anxiously say to myself, "maybe next year". No wonder I could never rest in this area before!
This year, however, there was no separation. The boxwoods had finally matured, growing together to form a perfect frame. It was such a natural occurrence that I hadn't even noticed it immediately. But I had felt it.
Is this part of my garden mature? Of course not. There are many, many years separating this bed from maturity. But, the boxwoods have finally shown me a tiny glimpse of the beauty, peace, and joy of having a mature garden.
That is, if I patiently wait for it.
I'm joining Helen at The Patient Gardener (how appropriate!) for End of Month View.