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Gardens 101

On Tuesday I’m going over to a friend’s house to help her decide on a garden layout and plants. Most people when confronted with these decisions go blank.

What to plant? How do I know? I don’t even know for sure what I like! What is the difference between perennials and annuals anyway—and does it matter?

Let’s break this down and make it easy. To find out what you like you can look through magazines and gardening catalogs. But a better indicator of what you’ll have success with is to walk through your neighborhood! Note the plants and flowers that appeal to you. Do you keep seeing a color that attracts you? Or is it a type of flower? Whatever grows well in your neighborhood will probably do well for you too. Taking this walk also gives you some ideas of how to combine plants and colors for maximum effect.

 

White picket fences and geraniums or roses are charming!

Now about perennials vs. annuals: a perennial is a plant that will come back and bloom for you year after year. Once in your garden and watered, it is there to stay. A good investment. An annual is only there for one year (or blooming season). When it dies, it’s done. You have to dig it out and replace it. In some milder climates, some annuals do repeat because they are such good self-sowers. Like cosmos. I usually buy annuals for containers that I can change out easily. Not a big deal to replace a few petunias every spring in the pot by the front door. But obviously, you don’t want a whole garden of flashy annuals, because next year you’ll have nothing to show for all that money you put into your borders. Perennials take patience. They don’t usually show their best the first year. But you’ll be glad you planted them when you see them coming back year after year, stronger and bolder with little effort on your part.

Let’s go on a walk in my neighborhood:

In the above photo you see the white picket fence. I see a tiny shrub rose with pink petals in there, that’s Ballerina. I love it, it’s hassle free (a perennial) and cute. Shrub roses are different from hybrid teas in that they don’t need nearly so much fussing, spraying and pruning. You can whack back shrub roses with hedge trimmers and they don’t mind.

The hot pink geranium is a nice bright, punch of color contrast. Geraniums are so charming and happy. They are annuals outside (unless you are in California or some other warm place) and they come in lavender, white, pink, red, salmon and combinations of those. In the ground or in pots by your door, geraniums are hard to kill.

Climbing Cecile Brunner is a fantastic climber, older varieties are repeat bloomers.

LOVE this rose! Climbing Cecile Brunner. Most catalogs have New Dawn as a choice, pink rose for climbing. It’s got bigger blossoms than C.B, but I like Cecile Brunner’s profuse display. It’s also less fussy regarding care and maintenance. But I live near the coast and it doesn’t mind foggy days and cool temperatures. If you are in Arizona, you’ll want a rose that can stand the heat. (That’s why you walk through the neighborhood—to see what’s growing well in your area).

Here’s an example of combinations I wouldn’t have thought of myself. The ornamental grasses look nice next to this…lavatera/mallow? (That’s what your phone camera is for- you can take a snapshot and show your local nursery the plant and they can identify it for you). Sometimes I have been known to knock on a door asking about a plant. Or if they are not home, I leave a message in the mailbox. What is that plant next to your driveway with the red blossoms? My number is: xxx-xxxx. The blue agapanthus echos the swaying motions of the grasses.

You don’t have to use a fountain for water! This homeowner planted fuschia and ivy in her fountain. I wouldn’t have thought of that.

Here is another shrub rose. Possibly Bonica. I can tell it’s a “shrub rose” because it’s a big, bushy plant with tons and tons of blossoms. A hybrid tea rose looks more like this:

A single, large flower on long stems. Elegant, but needs much more care than a shrub rose.

A walk through your neighborhood will reveal to you the color combinations that invigorate you, the sights that delight you and the scents that inspire you. Take a walk!

The Badger State

I am from Wisconsin (home of the Badgers!) and proud of it. But to actually “badger” someone is not something to be proud of.

My thesaurus says: “To pester or annoy somebody continually. Harass, hassle, press…” You get the picture.

Dear husband pointed something out today. While the house looked like someone took a stick and stirred it, the web site project for my sister wasn’t working (and he found me screaming at the computer screen), the laundry was piling up and friends were saying, “Hello? Why haven’t you answered my email?” I tend to start micro-managing him.

When I can’t manage my own life, I try to manage (hen-peck, badger, brow-beat) him! I picked on various habits and things he was doing (but failed to mention how wonderful it is he always makes dinner). I discussed how I thought he was too lenient with our son (it would be better to be meaner?) and other jabs and stabs.

Later, the Holy Spirit reminded me that if I focused on what God was doing in my life and heart, I wouldn’t focus so much on the behavior of others. If I filled my vision with the undeserved gifts I’m enjoying daily, I wouldn’t waste my time obsessing about others’ perceived shortcomings.

I didn’t really want to face those deeper issues so I distracted myself by cruising around some of my favorite web sites. On Lysa Terkeurst’s site (http://lysaterkeurst.com) saw this list, and I had to stop avoiding the truth.

Her list made my heart sink:

Am I patient with my spouse? (I am flexible and understanding.) EPHESIANS 4:2-3

Am I kind to my spouse? (I am kind in thought, words, and actions toward them.) EPHESIANS 4:31-32

Am I supportive (not envious) with my spouse? (I do not keep score when I feel I do more.) JAMES 3:16-18

Am I encouraging (not boastful) to my spouse? (I do not brag about my accomplishment while downplaying theirs.) HEBREWS 3:13

Am I humble (not proud) with my spouse? (I do not think my agenda is more important than my spouse’s agenda.) 1 PETER 5:6

Am I gracious (not rude) to my spouse? (I build up my spouse with my words spoken in private and public.) EPHESIANS 4:29

Am I selfless (not self-seeking) with my spouse? (I focus on my spouse’s needs and wants and balance them with my own.) PHILIPPIANS 2:3-4

Am I self-controlled (not easily angered) with my spouse? (I do not have a short fuse or quick temper.) PROVERBS 15:1

Am I able to forgive and let go (keeping no record of wrongs) with my spouse’s shortcomings? (I do not use my spouse’s past shortcomings as ammunition in today’s disagreements or allow these things to taint our communication today.) COLOSSIANS 3:12-14

Do I delight in being faithful to God (not delighting in evil)? (I seek to live a pure life and choose not to flirt with sin.) EPHESIANS 4:1

Do I rejoice with the truth? (I actively pursue God’s truth over Satan’s lies.) JOHN 8:31- 32

Do I seek to protect my spouse? (I fill in the gaps where they feel weak and vulnerable.) 1 THESSALONIANS 5:11

Do I trust my spouse? (I give my spouse the benefit of the doubt.) 1 PETER 3:8

Do I keep hope alive in my marriage? (I trust God with “our” future, not “my” future.) JEREMIAH 29:11

No. No, and no. And no to that one as well. Oh, and you’d think I know better, but no.

Oh no.

The answer to “From whence cometh my help?” is not, “From a perfectly managed husband/marriage/life where nothing goes wrong or upsets me or worries me.”

The answer is, “My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth” (Psalm 121: 1-2).

No wonder I’m living in chaos and my mind and heart are in chaos. I’m trying to control other people instead of controlling my own mind and heart.

And while I’m not a Kings James only type a gal (I tend towards the NASB or NIV) I have always liked this verse to reorient my compass:

“Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee” Isaiah 26:3.

I think it’s time to put that badger back in his burrow!

A Room with a View

I was appalled when I first looked at our current rental. We had just sold our home (with gardens front and back that I had designed) and we needed to find a place to live. The rental market was tight and options were few.

I grudgingly agreed with my husband that this small town home was the best choice. It was close to town, we could walk there. It was nearly next to the post office. It had no maintenance and it was affordable. What’s not to love?

I didn’t love this view:

Everywhere I looked there was a building, a window or cement. Me, a garden book author, was living in cement gardens. There was no patch of earth I could garden in. (Any landscaping you see is property of the association and is off limits).

As I looked out in despair at our new surroundings I wondered what our eight year old boy would think. He loved running around our formerly large yard with his friends shooting water pistols at each other. Our long driveway was the scene of many happy hours of ramps, constructed ride-on vehicles and rollerblading madness. How would he adjust?

He looked out the window at this ocean of cement and said, “COOL! This is rollerblading heaven!”

It’s all a matter of perspective.

I can look at the same view and think, “I used to look out over 400 acres of open space, now my view is what the neighbors are cooking and when they drive out of their garages.” Or, I could think, “This is writing heaven.” No yard to keep up! No home maintenance! A smaller home is quicker and easier to clean!

I can focus on what I had, what I think I deserve, what I dream for, or focus on the possibilities of what is actually in front of me. In my book, Gardening Mercies I noted a favorite quotation I use to reorient my satisfaction compass. “I try to enjoy life the way it is, because that’s the way it’s going to be anyway!”

The book of Proverbs promises that trusting in God and His plans for us gives us peace and purpose. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight. Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and shun evil. This will bring health to your body and nourishment to your bones” (Pro 3: 5-8).

I have peace when I turn away from what I think is the best plan for my life, my fantasies for what should be happening and embrace the view of what is. Then I’m open to God’s design for me: a life of purpose with straight paths and a nourished heart and body. That’s a beautiful view no matter what your circumstances.

I’m Coming With You!

An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered. GK Chesterton

“I’m coming with you!” The words were out of my mouth before I realized what I had said. I hadn’t been invited. I just blurted it out. In the middle of her plans of a family road trip, I announced that I was coming along. Even though I’m a pro at inserting my size 12 feet quickly into my mouth, it surprised even me.

But she was talking about Yosemite! And then driving onto Yellowstone! I hadn’t been to Yosemite for twenty years. I’d always wanted to go to Yellowstone. And of course, the Grand Tetons are just a stone’s throw away from there…(and I hadn’t seen them yet either). It was as if all my pent-up longing from childhood came rushing out of my heart before I could think. All those stories from friends whose families regularly went camping and saw national landmarks. All their funny tales and misfortunes and beautiful vistas leaped forth from my subconscious and I invited our family along. Fortunately, my step-daughter thought that was a great idea. So we 3 are joining her 4 in a glorious adventure.

It wasn’t til later I thought about camping in a tent. Bears? Hard earth? Cooking outside? Bugs? Critters? Showers? Arguments? Petty grievances? Well. Yes, there’s all that. But the goal, the messy adventure is worth the possible hurdles.

I don’t feel prepared. I don’t have all the equipment, I don’t know how it will all turn out. But I do know I’m excited. I know I wouldn’t miss it for the world. Could get ugly, could rain, could have hard moments. But it could be wolves and grizzlies and Old Faithful and sing-alongs and many happy memories. Adventure Bad moments mean funny stories at dinner parties. Great moments mean wonderful memories and shared intimacies. It’s all good.

This attitude helped me when I moved to Australia. I was 27 and worried I was making the mistake of my life. “But what if I hate it?” I wailed to my older and wiser sister. She responded, “It will still be good because it will be an adventure.” And then she added, “Good grief Laurie, it’s not forever- you can always come home.” She was right. It was a 3 year adventure. It was some good, some not so good and I came home. But I’m so glad I went.

If there’s one guarantee about exchanging religion about God to a relationship with God, it is adventure. Some good, some difficulties, and in the end, you are welcomed home with open arms. Although other Christians turned me off, although I didn’t quite feel like I had the equipment or knew where I was going, I knew when I was 21 this decision would be the adventure of a lifetime. It was, it still is and I’m so glad I said “Jesus, I’m going with you!”

Power words for mothers

I heard a lot of “I love you’s” growing up and I appreciated them. I gush them forth as well over my son. I am truly grateful even for the tough days of motherhood. They pale in comparison to the bathtub of tears I shed over seven years of waiting to see his face emerge from me. “I love you” is easy for me to say.

But when I became a mother I had to learn a new language that I think is even more powerful than “I love you.” It felt terribly awkward at first, the words came haltingly, unsure. I was afraid I was losing ground, losing authority. But the opposite happened. Out my son’s hurt heart Grace poured back to me. These are five words every child needs to hear from their parents.

“I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

I didn’t hear them from my father. Ever. He was a lawyer and would not acquiesce power or position to his children. The legacy of his unwavering stance was distance from my heart. My parent’s generation wasn’t raised to allow vulnerability before children. You didn’t admit wrong. Lose the battle. Lose face.

But the inside-out secret of these five little words means you don’t lose face. Or their faith in you. It opens up hearts. It creates closeness. It doesn’t put you lower; it elevates you in their eyes. When you are willing to crouch down to look into their souls and say, “You know, it’s not okay I screamed at you like that.” It resonates within them that you care more about their heart and being true than being on top. This creates vulnerability with them. They will want to come to you to pour out their hearts. (Instead of their friends or teachers). The bigger story you are teaching them is: “It’s not okay for anyone to treat you like that.” (A boyfriend, girlfriend, spouse, boss).  You teach them to trust their instincts that it’s not normal or okay to suffer abuse.

Do you think they don’t know that you know and they know you are wrong sometimes? Do you think they don’t see you prefer to be dominant than to be understanding and loving? You gain by giving up.

You lose pretense. You gain authenticity. You lose hypocrisy. You gain trust and relationship. You lose the need to be right. You gain freedom found in love and stooping low. You gain their hearts.

And when you admit you blew it, you are wrong; it frees them up to do the same thing in their lives. With you. With their future spouse. With God. Children have tender hearts, when they see you caring, stooping, vulnerable—they identify with that. Much of their lives is feeling low, bottom rung, powerless. When they see you care more about them and their hearts than being dominant. They respond.

“That’s okay Mom, I forgive you.”

It’s “I love you” in a deeper language.

Happy Mother’s Day.