Flower Garden

In early spring the cherry tree blooms

My mail lady tells me that she looks forward to the new "do" every year! LOL

Peonys, roses, azaleas and foxgloves

My Lilli, the sweetest flower!

Graham Thomas

Pearly Gates

Bella Roma

Flower gardening nourishes my soul. It begins before the first plant is ever bought. Starting with rose catalogs, magazines, web pages, I drool over the possibilities. I have so much hope for my yard. Every spring I have amnesia of the summer before. That's when the dry heat of the Georgia kind, scorches rose petals and impatiens alike. It is the process that I love, the planning, buying, digging, planting. I used to joke that I had to get my fix every day, stopping by to get a six pack. A six pack of annuals. The roses I grow are chosen for their scent, color and size. I started out with three or four bushes and the count soon became thirty something. I’ve scaled down a little. It’s like having children. You know them all by name and each one is special for a different reason.  I can't say that I love to water. My sweetheart had a sprinkler system put in for that. My daughter in law, Alison Woodall, shares this love of gardening. She takes pictures of her yard at its best, saying that it reminds her of better times. She encouraged me to do the same. I love sharing a bouquet with family or friends. For me, gardening is exercise, therapy, and prayer. It puts me in touch with the original gardener of Eden.





Pearly Gates and Lillian Hays