Sunday, June 5, 2016

The birthday garden

“Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul.” — Luther Burbank

I MENTIONED in a recent post that it's been a tradition of ours, Paul's and mine, to take a birthday trip sometime during or close to May. I started the practice before I met Paul, and we've continued it ever since. We've taken a trip almost every year, but one May there just wasn't money to go anywhere.

Paul decided that if we were destined to stay home, he would make doing so something special; he bought multiple flats of annuals and perennials and planted a birthday garden for me in the backyard.

A few years later, when we put in our coated, sealed concrete driveway, I spent every evening after work until dark for weeks picking the remnants of the old gravel driveway out of the dirt that had been scraped along side of the new concrete driveway, in order to make the soil hospitable for plants, and that became the driveway garden.

We've kept them up pretty well, but when we moved Brainstorm Iowa from south of Court Avenue to the East Village two years ago, that absorbed all of our time. Then a year ago, I embarked on redoing our bedroom and connecting hallways when we normally would have been putting in plants, and in short, all the flower beds went to seed.

This year without announcement, Paul determined that he would resurrect all eleven flowerbeds. He said he figured that if he started working on it in April, he'd get done by the end of summer. So far Paul has rehabilitated five of them. I've helped, but honestly, it's been by far and away him.

Yup, he's awesome.

Two years ago when we began losing control


1 comment:

  1. What an amazing gift! Wow - the change is so dramatic and wonderful. You might want to keep him! ;)