Things are a-changing. My partner has gotten a good job in Philadelphia. He is commuting for now, but that is expensive. He will move there and we will only see him on weekends. I will work on moving my mother to a care facility, and put her house on the market, then join him in Philly with our 14-yo daughter. That process could take a year.
The garden has just become something that I must also pack up. That is a bittersweet decision. I have always wanted to put her gardens to rights, and I had begun that task. But, the whole property is so over-run with invasive species that it will take years to get them under control. Instead of regretting what I did not get done, I will focus on the opportunities that will certainly arise in Philly, which has a strong urban gardening community.
I am going to focus on potting specimens of things I want to take with me. I’ll move some things to the gardens of family and friends – like the heirloom.peonies. I will sort tools and equipment. I will need to clear and mulch beds, to make them look presentable for potential buyers. No time to wait for compost to decompose.
And then.. I will need to find someplace to move, someplace to take these plants and this collection of equipment. So much to do. I am tired of moving from garden to garden. I want a piece of somewhere that I can STAY and build from year-to-year. Build soil, build a plant collection, build a routine of seasons, build a community of gardeners.