(Photo: Thomas Bush)
But last year, we were ten inches behind, and almost the entire state of Texas was in a severe drought. Crops withered on the vine, lawns turned brown and stayed that way, massive old pecans gave up the ghost and pine trees everywhere fell victim to the pine bark beetle. It's always something.
(Photo: Rolf Bauer)
I'm reminded of Henry Mitchell, who writes in The Essential Earthman:
I detect an unwholesome strain in gardeners here, who keep forgetting how very favorable our climate is, and who seem almost on the verge of ingratitude. Disaster, they must learn, is the normal state of any garden, but every time there is wholesale ruin we start sounding off -- gardeners here -- as if it were terribly unjust. Go to any of those paradise-type gardens elsewhere, however, and see what they put up with in the way of weather, and you will stop whimpering. What is needed around here is more grit in gardeners.
He continues:
from "On the Defiance of Gardeners," by Henry Mitchell, The Essential Earthman, ©1981, Houghton Mifflin Company, New York, New York
It is not nice to garden anywhere. Everywhere there are violent winds, startling once-per-five-centuries floods, unprecedented droughts, record-setting freezes, abusive and blasting heats never known before. There is no place, no garden, where these terrible things do not drive gardeners mad.
(Photo: Jelena Loncar)
I'm trying. Gratitude. Grit. Hmm.
Glad you included this excerpt. I should be reading this every time I think I must be the one gardener whose complaints are more than her blooms;)
ReplyDeleteOh, mercy, you and I have much in common ... yep, let's keep working on that gratitude and grit.
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