Why do we Garden?
Hey, guess what? I got an old post (from June, 2012) published by the website of the Guardian newspaper. Here it is. Or, if you prefer to read it over at the Guardian, here is the link: http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2014/mar/21/garden-city-why
Returning from another work trip on late Friday afternoon, the first thing I did was to inspect the garden. Then I spent a couple of hours staking, clipping, weeding and generally puttering around. At one point, I asked myself: why am I doing this after being absent from home all week? More generally, why do I spend so much time as well as physical and mental effort on the garden?
I can think of a few reasons. There is a sense of contentment and tranquility that comes from observing either a single flower – or patchworks of color and texture that seem just right. The same feeling comes from watching a bumblebee climb in and out of the tubular flowers of smooth penstemon, or a monarch butterfly nectaring on purple coneflower, or goldfinches feeding on the ripe seeds of an anise hyssop.
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