I took a walk through my yard today. I was looking for things we had planted. I met with limited success.
The Toad Lily is nowhere to be found. We have planted it three years in a row only for it to refuse to come back to life each spring.
The hydrangea tree, which was beautiful last year, is now dead. Some small animal had eaten away at the bark close to the ground.
We have planted many bluebells over the years. Last year there were two. Only one of those survived. This isn’t a good sign.
Most of the tulips had been eaten by the deer as soon as they appeared. Thankfully they left the daffodils alone.
I did find the Jack in the Pulpit. It sprang out of nowhere.
Lily of the Valley was thick and growing everywhere. Many places I didn’t remember it being before.
The Iris are back and will be bursting into bloom soon. (I’ll keep you posted.) I know the Daylilies will come later in the summer. Now the leaves are lush and green.
This Tree Peonie surprised me with its early blooms.
The yard was full of unexpected life. Each year I am surprised when things come back from their long sleep.
In an effort to hurry summer along my husband planted some pots as well.
I long for heaven and the gardens that will be there.
I suspect the animals will be better behaved. They won’t be allowed to gnaw through things or uproot bulbs.
Things will bloom where they are supposed to bloom. Nothing will be choked out by weeds. There will be a wild orderliness about it all. (Like God Himself.) God and His garden will take our breath away.
Ezekiel 47 and Revelation 22:1-7 talk about “a river of the water of life” that flows from God’s throne. On either side of the river is the tree of life bearing 12 kinds of fruit. One for each month. It’s leaves are used for the healing of the nations. I can hardly wait. To be home with the God who loves me. To leave this earthly imperfect garden behind for such a spectacular one.
In the mean-time I work on this garden full of plants and people and situations all part of the work He has given me to do.
“Therefore my beloved brethren, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that your toil is not in vain in the Lord.” I Corinthians 15:58
Karen, I enjoyed your pictures and thoughts. Yes, I also long for the perfect garden beyond this life. But, like you, I’m savoring the glimpses of heaven He gives us in the meantime.
Blessings ~ Wendy
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Thanks, Wendy.
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There’s such a feeling of restoration in this post. You lose some things, but others come back full force. Jack-in-the-pulpit is one of my favourites. Glad it came back!
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I’m glad it came back too…Gardens continue to give me hope.
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Well said. So many lessons in the garden, if we stop and think about it.
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