Sitting in my Garden (fixing the world)

June 1, 2020

At this later time in my life, I have a few favored ways to spend leisure time.  One of them is sitting in my garden, or on my porch, looking at it.  Sometimes,  I do nothing but stare.   At other times, I share it with friends, over drinks or with long conversations.  People visit me at this house, and in the summer the evening light is late.  Sitting in the garden is like having another room, or another series of rooms.

I get up, and first thing in the morning, when I come downstairs, I walk outside to look at the plants; the huge purple lilacs, at least 12’ tall, that were here when I moved in; the other lilacs that I added; nine apple trees which we pruned this winter and that flowered last week. 

Many afternoons, I spend an hour or so pruning overgrown shrubs.  This morning, before breakfast, I worked on restoring an overgrown hedge.  The gardener and I cut it back sharply before winter, but it was still filled with dead branches.  It doesn’t look good yet, and I am learning my way forward, but it now has sunlight in its center, and there is already new growth from the ground up.  

Would it be such a limitation to spend my life visiting friends, reading books, and taking care of this garden?  Is it the need for money or the need for something else that takes me out of here?   Why isn’t this enough?   Why can’t this be enough for all of us?

The answers are obvious.  Not everyone gets to have a garden.  Not everyone respects other people’s gardens.  Everyone who has one wants to keep it;  not everyone is satisfied with the garden they have. 

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6 Responses to Sitting in my Garden (fixing the world)

  1. Caroline Guthrie says:

    The one good thing that has come out of this terrible pandemic is the opportunity to slow down and divest ourselves of the constant frenetic motion – physical and mental – with which we usually occupy ourselves. What could be better or more of a salve than the prospect of the Elysian Fields: a beautiful sylvan bower on a magical summer evening?

  2. George says:

    Larry, I loved the beautiful and thoughtful meditation on your garden as well as Caroline’s memorable Shakespearean image. I also love gardens, including the mini Gramercy Park beneath my apartment on Riverside Boulevard, the vastness and variety of Central Park and the lush green bird sanctuary that is my friend’s East Hampton garden where I am sitting now.

    • larrysicular says:

      Thank you George. Both you and Caroline have added beautiful images to mine. It’s a good time to appreciate the basics–beauty among them.


  3. Alan Ovson says:

    Larry that was a beautiful thought. I am writing your name in to be secretary of mental health and gardens in the next administration. I can’t wait to sit in your gorgeous garden again.

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