Copyright 2022 by Hetty Willeumier
Photo by Nature Uninterrupted Photography at Unsplash.
are the music of the ground from earth’s lips; spoken without
sound” (Edwin Curran)
it came as a caregiver to a woman with cerebral palsy. Workers,
an apartment nearby, offered me the left-over lumber ”to
low-down flower window boxes”; accessible to her wheelchair.
fun of buying the soil, manure and plants at Walmart and garden
was all ”part of the joy and celebration”!
often “house-sat” in the Yukon and the owners would often
the invitation, ”Do what you like; with the garden!” I
them up on their offer; jumping at the opportunity to buy flowers
create something beautiful! It really “fed the soul”!
they were farms; sometimes well-manicured, well-
the hot spells of summer, I would have to hose, spray and
the flowers often (especially at night when it was cooler). How I
the colors, the textures, smells and variety!
Salt Spring Island, where I house-sat one summer… there were
and butterflies-a-plenty”; certainly a Heavenly experience!
friends on Mayne Island BC... I built a “sanctuary” in
they were away, vacationing... Clearing the bush, re-arranging
branches; it was sheer delight!
often went to visit my aging widowed mother on the weekends in
BC (ferrying over from Vancouver). Weeding and re-planting
and shrubs, I’d come over “all organized with proper
clothes etc”... only to be surprised one day… with my
”Today we’re going to the Opera instead; I have
tickets... I’ve left clothes for you on the bed!” THAT
me that “flexibility” was always a great boon! I came to
“how “surprises” could be factored in/welcomed in
good humor... “expecting the unexpected”... allowing
to grow and unfold at their own natural pace!
“surprise” came when I was offered a little cabin on Salt
BC. The rent was reduced if “I did the garden” and of
at the opportunity!
it had started as a mass of tangled brambles, long grass,
stumps, moss and branches everywhere… I managed to clear
land; creating stacks of leaves and branches; later to be mulched!
bought and planted colorful flowers; revamped the raspberry,
blackberry patches and built up/leveled the garden... re-
it with grass ...after having enjoyed the rented lawn mower
weed-wacker! I wasn’t really THAT surprised when the
children came over to play! (There was a tree-house...
I encouraged them to use the wood under the cabin; to build
and forts etc)... since I knew the parents and enjoyed their
voices outside my window. They were “into fairies”;
that they were living amidst my “magical garden”;
letters by the flower stems. For fun I created a conspiracy with
parents... where we answered the notes; thanking them for their
of ribbons, string, wool etc … leaving little things behind
fun it was to watch the astonishment and awe; in the eyes of
the Yukon, during the winter, I had a greenhouse where the
grew over seven feet tall! I gave them as Christmas presents
friends… they looked so radiant in pots, in their living
worked once in a bedding “hydroponic farm” where all the
in sawdust. Due to the harsh Yukon cold (often minus 60)... this
much more viable and efficient... and HOT! During the
period” I’d often spot a sleepy little mouse; come
out of his hidey-hole... too sleepy to be afraid of me! He’d
where I worked; nibbling on the bits of cheese I tossed down to
Another lovely “moment in time; among plants and gardening”!
always enjoyed Antoine de Saint Exupery’s quote: ”Il faut
propre jardin” (“One must cultivate one’s own
a “metaphor”… “gardens and flowers “DO
say alot to me”!
too ARE “budding flowers” … needing nourishment,
too; need to “bloom” and thrive to our fullest potential
Joan Miro said re: his art: (”I try to apply colors like words
poems, like notes that shape music”)…”gardening”
delectable art form! WONDER seems to be at the heart of
and I agree whole-heartedly with G.K Chesterton when
says “The dignity of the artist lies in his duty of keeping
of wonder in the world”
flowers and gardening, one is constantly awe-struck by the
and sense of the Divine!
Francis of Assisi once said, “God is beauty” and we
and without... when surrounded by the splendor of gardens!
in Vancouver, we have the Van Dussen and Queen Elizabeth
”wonders to behold!” In Victoria, BC there is the famous
Gardens; the 118 year- old/ 55-acre land… receiving over a
visitors each year/designated a National Historic site of
(one of the world’s premier floral show gardens).
represent alot of things to different people. Some see them
symbols of hope, while others think of them as representations of
beauty, faith, eternity etc…. As Buddha once said, “If
the miracle of a single flower, clearly our whole world would
The Chinese proverb, “Keep a green tree in your heart and
a singing bird will come” reinforces the idea of possibility
delight! ”Earth laughs in flowers” sings Emerson while
exclaims” God Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed…
was the purest of human pleasures!”
I say to that! (The Garden of Eden is HERE; if we “bloom
I am a creative writing enthusiast! I belong to a local library's
"Writers' Group"/attend Writers' Festivals and enjoy
exchanging ideas and information with fellow -writers and readers! I
attended a few years as a "mature student of creative writing"
at UBC ;which I thoroughly loved! Now at age, 70... i am "still
following my bliss"; "igniting & discovering (ever
more) that creative spark"!
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