Gardening Tales

Greenhouse Tales

May 29, 2014
As the blustery wind blew and gray skies filled the paragraphs of life, a little 

greenhouse arrived and was assembled efficiently and carefully. 

You might remember her from early Spring.

She housed a variety of tiny fragile seeds, a mix and match of squash, radish

and even the seeds of of hope that I planted along side of them all.




Spring, so unpredictable...full of tantrums much like those of a merging

toddler, and yet really of no consequence at all, especially when the tiny

seeds are growing inside a warm and nurturing greenhouse.








And in the dawn of each new day, weather permitting, the fragile

seeds which now had grown into miniature forms of who they would grow

up to be,  were allowed to have the door of the greenhouse opened.

The fresh breezes of Spring,  with just a hint of Summer time coaxed 

and prodded each plant to grow a bit more each day.





And then just as magically as they had sprouted, they began to tolerate 

the process of "hardening-off."

As the warm Texas sun beamed down from the heavenly, clear blue skies, 

each plant was allowed a few hours of reprieve from the greenhouse.

Much like the first date of a youngster-just a few hours away-  

Baby steps into the world of life.

So my tender and young plants were

carefully placed in a protected area-for just a few guarded hours.





These plants are all tucked into my mini garden now, or placed into decorative

pots.

Buds have formed and given way to abundant blossoms and ever so patiently 


the once tiny seedlings have matured into graceful, strong and determined 



plants which are now bearing fruit all of their own.  







The life of a gardener indeed rejoices in the cycles of life, the joy of an 

unsuspected rain shower on a hot and oppressive day, bees humming 

among themselves in the joyful glory of pollination, rich earth which smells

pungent and strong lending itself to supporting a good root system in order

for plants to flourish and produce.



A Greenhouse Tale with a very happy ending...






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Comments

  1. Everything is looking healthy! Nothing like home grown veggies. My mother always had a garden but I don't do as well - my thumb is rather brown! :)
    Be a sweetie,
    Shelia ;)

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  2. Wow...what lovely blossoms! I dote on my plants...coaxing them along...talking to them as I water them. And when they start blossoming, I smile widely. When they start producing - my tummy likes them too!

    Hugs,
    Jan

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  3. Jemma,
    It looks like all your hard work and patience has paid off. Your flowers are ready to come out into the world and blossom beautifully. The pink ones are such a pretty color. You definitely have a green thumb, and I can't wait to grow a garden of my own when we move to our next home. I will learn a few things from you along the way.

    Your pictures are pretty today, Jemma.

    ~Sheri

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  4. Your post is beautiful, as are your blossoming plants! Enjoy the fruits of your labor!!

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  5. What a nice post. Your plants have grown so well! You will soon be enjoying delicious fruits and veggies.

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  6. I love your post. It's nice to think about the plants and all the careful steps that are taken to get each one to grow and end up in the garden. I don't grow my own but I do bring them home and make sure they're cared for before they're actually placed in their growing spot. Looks like your well on your way to some veges and pretty flowers!

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  7. Jemma, This is all so sweet and I love the poetic feel here today:) Watching seeds sprout is so rewarding and to reap what we sow is what life's all about. I feel sad that I'm missing out on all the gardening this year. With the house being built/reconstructed .. I can't do much. I do have my fresh flowers and a couple potted plants in the house. I'm sure they will have a layer of dust when all this is over with! :)

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  8. Hello Jemma, what a lovely post as always! I am trying to get back to normal and get my plants in. I lost a lot of plants this past winter, sigh. I also took out a huge hedge of Cape Cod fushias in front of my windows, so need to decide what to plant. I am trying to really think this though.
    Love,
    Linda

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  9. I am so thankful to see you hear. I have missed you. Now I will be going off for awhile.

    So this is your wonderful green house - so full of life and love. Color - I know you love it and I loved seeing it.

    Love you, sandie

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  10. Dear Jemma,

    Well, it has been a while since we last touched base. I wasn't able to be online much during my 2½ month visit to Canada, and now back on the island, you suddenly came to mind, and I realized that we haven't spoken in some time. I have just been reading all your posts since my last comment here, which was on your Pantone Pink decor and was very sad to hear about your dear mother-in-law's passing. So very sorry, my condolences to you and your family. Your post 'Heaven is for Real' is very eloquently written and heartfelt and I appreciate your honesty and emotion.

    On another note, I am very glad to see that your garden is blooming with the vitality of new life, pretty petals and tasty edibles! We have also planted various veggies, watermelon, and cantaloupes, and are awaiting their harvest, after tending to their needs. Gardening is certainly a hearty reminder of the life cycle, indeed.

    Hope you are feeling better and wishing you a lovely week.

    Miss you!

    xx
    Poppy

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  11. All your flowers and plants are gorgeous...we're just getting started here in northern IL! Love the poetic way of writing you did on this post. Hope you are feeling better, Jemma!

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  12. Beautiful tale indeed, my friend.
    Thank you for visiting. Was so happy to see your name pop up.
    xoxo's

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  13. I'm sure you have lots of veggies to eat now! I've missed you too and stopped by to say Happy weekend! Hugs, Diane

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