This picture is of the life preserver I have been thrown by my landlord. I approached him a few weeks back and asked if I could turn this unsightly area below the stairs to my apartment into a shade garden for myself. He was thrilled that someone would want to do such a thing. Yes, I can imagine all the negative Nancy's thoughts bouncing through their brains. "Of course he is thrilled! You will be putting a lot of time and money into his property." "You will be improving his property for resale value." "Why bother when you are just renting and will eventually leave?"
Let me explain. Gardening to me is like breathing. I feel alive, excited, calm, relaxed, invigorated, challenged, imaginative, artistic, joyful, dreamy....in essence, euphoric! When I am pulling weeds, digging in the dirt, pruning, or just relaxing amidst my bountiful reward I feel a happiness and peacefulness that can only be compared to being in love. If this little corner of someone else's property can get me to experience those feelings I would be stupid NOT to partake in it's effects. So now you understand the thinking behind the title of this post.
So now I hope you understand, at least a little, where my reasoning emerges. I am going to write future posts on the progress of my garden in case anyone is interested. If I can convince one person to dig into themselves and find that euphoric feeling through gardening then my writing has done it's job. Until the next post...HAPPY GARDENING