The Planted Seeds That Continue to Grow...
I often speak of the huge role my mom's creativity played in cultivating my love for interior decorating and tribal art. However, after she passed, I have also thought about the other interests she held and how they impacted me as well.
My mom was exceptional in all things she pursued whether it was her career in Computed Tomography, decorating, collecting art or baking desserts. However, this is especially true when it came to gardening. In previous blog and social media posts, I spoke about my mom's amazing green thumb and the garden she created from a 1/2 acre of bare land. For Mother's Day, I thought it would be nice to share some of the photos taken over the years from her garden.
Lilies in all different colors were some of my mom's favorites!
Mom absolutely loved to garden and it was not uncommon for her to spend several hours outdoors on her days off to tend to her plants and flowers. She was voracious to learn as much as she could about gardening. She watched home and gardening shows on television and read magazines about plants as well. She could tell you the species names and what conditions were required for them to grow with the greatest ease. She was a plant savant!
This is one of my favorite photos of my mom. She's sitting on the sofa with my Great Aunt Gwen. Mom looks so cute here. What's funny is that I had seen this photo a zillion times before I noticed she was reading a gardening magazine!
This photo was taken before I was born. That's mom gardening on the balcony of the apartment in South Commons that she, my dad and older brother Marcus lived in before purchasing the family home. My twin sister and I were 6 months old when they bought the family home. Notice my brother is holding tomatoes that mom grew. She was gifted beyond measure.
The family home manicured by dad. The plants were all planted by my mom of course!
More and more plants everywhere you turn!
More from the garden...
Mom visited the local plant nursery practically every weekend to buy seeds or more plants. Her addiction was so intense that I recall her having to hide several plants that she bought on the side of the house until she could plant them before my dad noticed. LOL She grew tired of him complaining that she was "Buying too many plants" and that she "Had enough!" However, it was never enough. LOL My mom was fully committed to the expansion of her garden; her happy place.