Lost and found is my eureka! blog, my rediscovery of my short fiction and poetry submissions published in literary magazines and university literary journals some decades ago. Interspersed, occasionally, with more recent, hitherto unpublished pieces.
A veritable galaxy of star-choices sit tantalizingly, delightfully before me, flats full of begonias, marigolds, million bells, bacopa, petunias, portulaca, gazania, lobelia, impatiens and much, much more. A dazzling array of colour, shapes, potential to achieve - the best garden yet!
But those are the evanescent and fleeting visitors to my garden, those delicate growing things that must be planted year after year. The garden base are those robust dwellers who know their place, the permanent residents whose presence is taken for granted, yet also celebrated.
The best garden yet is what is achieved, year after planting year. The decisions reflecting decorative shadings and structural form; my own variable aesthetic, achieved with Nature's kind acquiescence. Those perennials, trees, shrubs and plants blooming when they will.
My garden, in fact, happily does for itself, nurtured by nature's seasonal emissaries reminding garden residents of time and place to herald their appearance. And in a timed sequence of theatrical brilliance they set their own stage, a succession of brilliantly spaced performances.
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