The Violet Fern

A Colorful Tale of a Garden in the Making


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Humble Beginnings …

IMG_20190422_115527I haven’t written in a long while. I don’t feel the need as much. I’m busy living and enjoying my life which is such a great thing! But with the start of this week celebrating new beginnings and the earth, I thought I would share my new garden with you. Please bear in mind that it is in its infancy — just three years — and I no longer have the gumption I did when I began the Violet Fern garden. I am much more patient and operate at a much slower pace than I used to, and so does this garden. Also, I am at a learning curve with a whole new world of new plants in a new planting zone 9.

 

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Carrying On Into the New Year

WARNING: This post contains tropical scenes which may be damaging to your well being if you are in the Northern climates affected by the storm. Then again, these scenes may lift your spirits. You decide.

Two months have passed since my last blog post … and a lot has been happening …

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Usually I set aside sometime to ponder a New Year — to reflect, project. Last year I rang in 2018 at a live Jimmy Buffett concert in Nashville — very far from my norm. This year I rang in 2019 downtown in Paradise South at 9pm. Yes, 9pm. You see “Paradise South” drops the ball at 9pm instead of midnight so everyone is sure to “make it.” It was a rather large celebration for a small town and the ball is homemade and dropped via fishing pole by the mayor from a second story balcony. It is not my norm to celebrate in any sort of crowd but the rest of it is keeping in line with my lifestyle from homemade to the fishing pole, all quite unconventional yet attainable. I’m beginning to wonder if maybe I’m developing a new norm? A crowd, loud?

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Settling In …

So, it’s here, finally. That elusive balance I’ve struggled to achieve for the past few years. I feel I have arrived. I’m there!

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I find myself singing The Who …
don don don don don don …
I’m free
I’m freeeee
And freedom tastes of reality

​I had the guts to leave the temple! I cannot explain the sense of release in letting the big house and garden go. Something I felt so entwined and entangled in, and have untangled, dropped, and walked away from. The first weeks full time at the cabin in the woods were bliss! A simple 12×12 foot space without electric power, septic, tv/internet … and it was bliss! It was also a test run to see if my husband and I could spend at least four months living there next summer. We have come to the conclusion we CAN, and not only that, but look forward to it!

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