gardenthoughts

i’ve just come back from one of the gardens i look after .. i was planting up some annuals that i brought over from town yesterday .. the garden is a newly, professionally planted garden .. this is its first year of growth and it’s doing very well .. most of the gardens over here are owner planted and gardened, so the professionally planted gardens are a bit of a novelty for us .. and, as a maintenance gardener i find it quite interesting to see how ‘professionals’ go about planting up a yard .. it’s a learning experience as i get to know the garden .. what’s planted where .. to see how, in some respects, the mind of a professional landscaper works ..

at any rate, before i get off on a tangent, what i wanted to tell you about is this lovely display of mother of thyme that is now in full bloom .. it grows along a six or seven foot stepping stone pathway, which leads to a larger barbeque area .. the pinkness of the blossoms envelope the roundness of the stepping stones .. the blossoms are about 2 inches tall throughout .. puffs of pink .. as you walk into the barbeque area, the pattern changes ..

in this area, huge rectangular slabs of concrete make up the patio, with about 6 inches of space between the slabs .. and those 6 inches around each slab are planted up with mother of thyme .. again, full of falling, puffs of pink blossoms .. softening the squareness of the concrete .. creating depth in the flatness .. where the sun shines on the thyme the flowers are in full bloom .. where it’s a bit shadier, flowers are yet to come ..

while i stood there, admiring the effect, the most wonderfull part of all was the myriad of bees buzzing about in the lusciousness of the flowers .. big bees .. little bees .. colourfull bees .. black bees .. dozens of them .. as they moved from puff to puff they appeared to be tumbling through them .. it reminded me of children jumping on beds covered in down filled comforters .. and the bees appeared to be having as much fun as children as they bumped around in these cushions of tiny pink flowers .. gathering nectar .. tumbling from flower to flower .. as i watched, they jostled about .. busy as bees .. working as only bees work .. oblivious of my presence .. so intent on the job at hand .. and yet, in their busyness was this element of playfullness and joy surrounding the process of collection .. it was delightfull to see the mother of thyme buzzing with bee activity ..

what i got from watching them .. joy .. joy of bee-ing ..

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