My garden is a big part of who I am, it’s complicated.
My moods and temperaments, my hopes and dreams are all reflected in the garden. It’s my visual soul. My garden connects me to Jesus,to my thoughts. It helps me sort out and understand the questions that wiz around in my head,
Six on Saturday. Six things, in my garden, on a Saturday. Could be anything – a tool, a job completed, a flower, a leaf, wildlife, a pest, a success, anything at all!
Here’s my Six for this week.
Brassica nigra. (Black Mustard)
As an outward sign of my faith, I wear a mustard seed set into a pink heart necklace.
“Matthew 17:20 (GNT)
“It was because you do not have enough faith,” answered Jesus. “I assure you that if you have faith as big as a mustard seed, you can say to this hill, ‘Go from here to there!’ and it will go. You could do anything”
I used to visualise Black mustard as this massive plant with sunflower-like flowers tall and showy almost beyond reach, packed full of seed.
This year I sowed Black mustard seed.
As you can see from the picture it’s no giant. It looks like rape seed that litters our hedgerows and spreads from the farmer’s fields into our gardens.
My disappointment was short lived when I realised it’s not the size that makes the mustard seed so special. It’s what the mustard seed does – it spreads and grows easily.
If we live our faith as a mustard seed we don’t grow upwards and flower out of reach,
We flower where all can see, sharing and spreading our faith as far as possible.
That’s what I found so amazing: the potential of that one little seed.
I am going to spread mustard plants all around my neighbourhood. I might not be popular but I will be a conversation starter.
(please correct me if it’s not)
I inherited this from the previous keepers of my garden.
It’s stunning this time of year so deserves a mention today.
Malus Domestica – Bradley’s seedling.
My apple tree will be on a mission to self-distrust during June ( June drop ). Dropping what it knows it cannot hold.
I am holding to much, trying not to drop, trying not to cry and just carry on. I need to stop pray and drop my pains and offer them to God.
I need to take advice from my apple tree.
It’s amazing how we are subconsciously drawn to what pleases us. Plants in the Boraginaceae family always attract me. They also attract the bees.
This little pot bound beauty will be found a space in my garden.A place her roots can grow and she can thrive.
deliciosa means ‘delicious tasting’ with reference to the fruit.
This kiwi is planted in my garden at the point where I journey and move from one garden room into another.
The kiwi is that fruitful gateway.
The trouble is the kiwi it needs support and training. At the moment it rambles in its own direction. I am constantly pulling it out of trees, encouraging it to grow in a less wild way. Without support it will never be fruitful.
This little plant quietly flowers for most of the summer. It’s simple leaf and pink flower spikes grow around the edge of my pond. I like its simpleness and its dependability.