Wednesday, April 30, 2014

This week in my garden ~ and a story of good intentions

If I had to list my 10 favorite people on the planet, my Grandma Bessie would definitely make the cut! I was her firstborn grandchild and we shared a very special bond. I loved her something fierce.


My grandma loved gardening, and her flowerbeds were always overflowing with a random mix of flowers and plants. One time, when I was about 7 years old, I was hanging out in her front yard and noticed that the flowerbed that stretched the width of her house was filled with weeds. Wanting to surprise her with a little gardening favor, I went right to work!


I remember sitting on the cool grass in front of Grandma's flowerbed, wrapping my little hands around as many stems as I could at one time. I remember how the weeds pulled effortlessly from the soft dirt as I worked my way down the flowerbed. I was about two-thirds of the way across when my grandma came out and totally spoiled the surprise!


Imagine my surprise when the look on Grandma's face was not one of happy delight. Instead she was shocked and seemed very disappointed in my efforts to help her weed her garden. Turns out that what I thought were weeds were actually four o'clock flowers, still sleeping at that time of day.


Of course, my grandma didn't stay mad for long - when she realized that my intentions were good she hugged me and told me what I had done was ok. But I had to promise that I would never surprise her in her garden again, and I would always ask first before pulling something I thought was a weed.


That was oh-so-many years ago, and to this day I'm still leery about pulling things out of the dirt unless I'm absolutely, positively, without-a-doubt sure that it's a weed!


Looking back, I'm not sure I would have been as gracious. Thank goodness my grandma had a soft spot for me, and she embraced my good intentions in spite of the loss of her four o'clocks.

9 comments:

Susi said...

OMG! Your garden/yard is so lovely! I love it!

Jane said...

my husband always tells me that's why he doesn't help with the weeding!

scrappyjacky said...

My OH also has an inclination to thinking plants are weeds....luckily he always asks before he pulls them up.

Maria Ontiveros said...

What a lovely story (and some magical pictures today). Almost anything could be pulled from our yard right now I'm afraid! I really need to get out and do some gardening.
Rinda

Carrie Rosalind said...

Aww I love this story. <3

Barbara Eads said...

That's a great story! When I had people helping me in the garden, I coined the term---"if in doubt, don't pull it out!" That worked!

Sian said...

The fact that she soon realised your intention says a lot about your Grandma :) Lovely story

Karen said...

Every year I face this problem in my perennial bed. The flowers "jump" around a bit year to year, and I'm never sure whether is a wonderful perennial reappearing or an invasive weed!

BEglorious said...

Your flowers are beautiful and I am sure your Grandma would be so happy to see what a wonderful gardener you grew into. (Sorry if this postes twice today seems to be my run for Blogger to not like.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...