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Laurel Mojica's avatar

Gardening is an interesting world where the scientific and vernacular coexist and overlap and the names given by each are useful for different things. I love language and (other peoples’) beautiful gardens. I don’t personally grow anything but weeds and whatever the squirrels plant (mostly walnut trees in inconvenient places), but my mother has always been a gardener. Even in her condo, her front walk is lined with gorgeous flowers. Her parents gardened, too: my grandmother carefully planned flower beds and my grandfather inserted random tomato plants among them :D

Isaac Holyoak's avatar

I love the image of artfully designed flowerbeds with the odd tomato sprawling here and there. Your grandparents were ahead of their time. Today, throwing edibles into an ornamental garden, and ornamentals into an edible garden, is all the rage.

Hannah Glade's avatar

I love this one. It feels very appropriate for this time of year, very thought provoking. It reminds me of how I’ve been staring at the outside world through the window, wondering if the green world will ever wake up again and what I want to name my flowers.

Isaac Holyoak's avatar

We are getting so close. I was so relieved for January to be over and then of course February hits and I have to remind myself that even down here I'm getting ahead of myself. Have any of your bulbs started to break through the soil?

Hannah Glade's avatar

Yes, the crocus greens are up and a couple of the tulips in the front yard are actually kind of coming out of the ground so I don’t know what to make of that, lol