From Woods To My Garden

the contrast yet similarity between the planting and expected end of a harvest in a garden and also the natural planting of seeds within nature and the summer treat of wild blackberries.

From woods to my garden

 

Time for a late morning hike. I visit my jewel place of peace.

A precious secret which few seem aware exists.  Ten Aspens; a border, a trellis festooned with wild blackberries. These boughs in a nearby metropolis wood bear precious sweetness. Sweet black jewels of wine, honey bees are satisfied.

 Each one visits for a sip.

August haze holds fragrance of blessed ripeness. With each handful I pick, my lips are thankful with the life giving sugars. Even my Spaniel enjoys this August berry treat. 

What fragrance, the yellow jackets are hungry too!

Homeward bound, I dart one more fleeting glance of winsome wooded beauty, a fairy ring around a glimmering pond of contented ducks.These trees seeds have been carried and planted but not by man. In this marshy thicket’s edge of my beloved Aspens now here by the winds own hand. How long has this cane and wooded thicket dwelt as one?

 

Arriving home, and now in backyard garden abode, I am met by Summer breezes which Stir, lift, swirl. Stagnancy flies on this steaming August noon.  Summer days of vibrancy, of growth: My tomato plants rejoice. With every rising notch of the thermometer do I hear the plants push, prod, even squeak?

 

Life and life: I rejoice in this season’s wheel. long hot days of August, I cherish you. Sweat and heat for me. Around the corner, my droopy leafed Rhododendron is so thirsty but I mustn't water in the heat of the day. Every leaf would be burned and curled in injury.

I will wait for cool evening’s invitation! The soil lays waiting in my precious garden. Even the strawberry bed is flowering anew and finally I am seeing watermelon plants pushing up.

  What a place I have in my own back yard corner!

What a secret place of treasure I have in secluded wood's room!  

Author's Note

Summer has been a joy and the heart readies to wave goodbye for I know that Fall will arrive soon enough.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

LOVE! LOVE! LOVE! I also live bordering the wilderness, so I can relate to the contrast between my cultivated plants/garden & the wildish array beyond my fence. Your details are sparkling with vivid imagery & gentle word sounds all along. Good use of dynamic verbs that make your plant life come alive! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Kathy Van Kurin]

barleygirl,
I'll bet your a nature girl! To soak in greens of woods, blue of sky and fresh air is so therapeutic! Of course a garden to tend and love can't be beat either. I surly appreciated your lovely review and to know you identify with it's meaning is so cool and affirming.
Bless you!
Kathy

[Hebe]

What a lovely journey you took me on kathy, i felt i could reach out and taste a blackberry! Your imagery is simply amazing and so is your garden, your words bring warmth to the heart. Thank you for sharing this magical journey with us :)

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Hebe,
It is so nice to hear from you and receive a happy response to my poem! I do hope that this summer has been an opportunity to find some warm and shining moments for you.
Thank you for coming a long on this little "journey" and maybe enjoy a fat blackberry!
Bless you much.
Kathy

[Jon Roggie]

My family has various plants growing across the years. Creeping charlies, spiders, and the occasional fern. Mom's current one is a lemon tree, started from a cutting, and slowly growing. This year we are looking forward to at least 16 lemons.
Finding a fairy ring? Something you have to keep your eyes open for.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Hello Jon,
Bless your outdoor summer delights. It's nice to hear of the memories of past gardening and various special plant and such like within your life.
I am tickled to envision your family-yourself and mom enjoying a lemon tree and even its fruit. Very cool.
Well thanks for reading and lending your kind words to me.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Gorgeous rendering of all those beauties and joys of the eyes and sight. You truly appreciate the small things in nature that make its dwelling marvelous. Your garden with hope and reap with faith....:)..........................

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Thanks Mr. Sami,
Inspiration is sometimes a fleeting and hard to come by commodity. This poem was a experience of inspiration. Sweet phrase you penned here; "garden with hope and reap with faith............
Very fitting.
Bless you,
Kathy

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Good to know. You are welcome. .....:::))))

[jacob erin-cilberto]

what a beautiful back yard!!!!!!!!

we used to pick blackberries in the pasture back behind the farmhouse in Ryegate, Vt...
loved that...your poem brought me back there...and in October, all the maples on the mountains...i miss it.
thanks for triggering the memories with your words.
j.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Jacob erin-cilberto,
Your youth reality is so stunning! I wish you would write about it. Many experiences such as yours need to be shared and given new life. Maybe you are already putting something together. I truly appreciate when people relate where they come from and what it was like. So glad you did!
Thanks muchly! Love the image of Mountain Maples in October! Yummy fat blackberries we ate out in the pasture. so beautiful.
See ya.
Kathy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

many of the poems i have posted here deal with my younger days...:))

[Kathy Van Kurin]

OK that is clear enough I think, even for me, ha ha. I will sure keep that in mind. Thanks Jacob!

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Sights, smells and sounds of a contented gardener - all poetically captured for the reader to enjoy - lovely share! :-)

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Phil Oz O'fee,
I wish we could all find the sweetness of a contented gardener and see it the natural harvests within God's creation as well. There is so much natural food in the woods if you know where to find it. Thanks for your fun comment!
Blessings,
Kathy