Garden Book Giveaway Day: The Garden Photography Workshop, by Andrea Jones

As I wrote last week, every Wednesday is Garden Book Giveaway Day until I’ve given away all the extra copies of garden books that I’ve accumulated. So, let me start by announcing the winner of last week’s giveaway: Cortney, of the blog Box and Bay. Congratulations, Cortney! Please write to me with your delivery address at jasonbertkay@gmail.com.

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This week’s giveaway book is The Garden Photography Workshop by veteran garden photographer Andrea Jones. According to a review in English Garden magazine, this is a book that “will help anyone from the casual iPhone-using garden snapper to the enthusiastic hobby gardener learn how to take better garden photos”.

To win, please post an answer of 100 words or less to the following question: Was there someone early in your life who inspired you with a love of gardening?

Please post your comment by Saturday, March 3rd.

The winning answer will be selected by Jared Kushner and Hope Hicks (now that she’s free), plus a panel of Chicago aldermen who are not currently persons of interest in any ongoing investigation. (Though allowance was made for some who have already paid their debt to society.)

21 Comments on “Garden Book Giveaway Day: The Garden Photography Workshop, by Andrea Jones

  1. My mother was always disappointed that she could never get snowdrops to multiply. Looking back I realise that she did not know to divide and plant them in the green. I am creating a snowdrop walk along an ancient monument. Friends have allowed me to dig up clumps which I have replanted and now, after five years I have started dividing my own. It may take another five years before I can open, but my mother’s ignorance has become the next generation’s gain.

    • I should probably be dividing my own Snowdrops. By the way, I think my comment on your blog may be going into your spam folder.

  2. My grandmother was a flower gardener, and she would ask me to go out and cut flowers for vases in the house. I was too young to really have an interest in how they grew, but I loved them. My grandfather was the vegetable gardener, and I enjoyed his harvests of fruit and veggies year round. He had an entire field devoted to strawberries – two for the bucket, one for me. 🙂

  3. Your question kind of set me aback…there ISN’T anyone, so I am sitting here now wondering why I am so passionate about gardening. We did have a veggie garden, but I started into flowers on my own. I love to photograph my flowers (actually any flowers). I will have to look for this book, even if I don’t win it!!

    • For me, I think it was my father. He grew up in an apartment and was very proud to buy a house with a yard. He wasn’t actually a very good gardener, but he took great pleasure in it.

  4. My father collected coins and stamps; my mother collected glassware. My grandmother collected vegetables, preserving them in glass jars. They glittered like jewels in her “cave” — the dimly-lit fruit cellar that so intrigued me.

    One day, she took me to the garden to show me squash blossoms and tomato flowers: forerunners of the produce that eventually would fill those jars. I’d not realized that flowers were more than the tulips and roses around our house, and I began looking for other flowers: on shrubs, on grasses, on trees. I’m still looking, and Grandma gets much of the credit.

  5. I already have this book so please don’t enter me, but since you’re giving JK something finally of redeeming value to do I felt compelled to answer. My maternal grandmother grew gladioli and irises and I loved to go out in early morning to gather the newly opened flowers for a vase.

  6. My father was a gardener, of vegetables but also peonies and daylilies and daffodils, and trees. He never turned down my “help” in the garden, but also never made me do garden chores. That left me free to soak up the beauty of the plants, so I was hooked on them from early on.

  7. I grew up in the Phoenix area, where my mom was constantly trying to grow roses, unsuccessfully. She also tried growing tomatoes but would forget to water them and so we always joked that we grew sun-dried tomatoes. So that’s the gardening I grew up with. But I think my earliest inspiration was my aunt who grew enormous zucchini to make this Slovak zucchini soup that I loved. Granted, now I realize how much more flavor the zucchini would have had if she picked it smaller, but the size was very impressive to me as a kid.

    • Somehow I am surprised to hear you grew up in Phoenix. You seem like such a native Midwesterner. Slovak zucchini soup? Sounds interesting.

  8. Has to be my lovely gardening aunt who we used to visit in summer holidays. Her garden was the best garden I’d ever seen. She was the village gardening guru – running the Village in Bloom committee. Most evenings she would disappear into the village to water all the hanging baskets just to keep the area looking beautiful for residents and tourists/ visitors. I’m sure her volunteeering kept the tourism alive in her area.

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