The Unmannered Garden

I am mindful of the presence, purpose and
status of each tree, shrub and flowering plant
in my garden. And each has developed over
considerable time in a proud garden's life,
a mind of its own. Nature, after all, has
equipped them all with their own particular
pattern and function, needs and appearance.

Encouraged doubly by this anxious gardener's
activities in ongoing soil remediation and
enrichment, the trees, shrubs and plants
wax elegant in their gratefulness; growth
spurts from season's start to its end verging
on the miraculous. Under my incredulous,
watchful eye and nature's expert tutelage,
foliage becomes adventurously extravagant.

Lavish displays of flowers and virtuous
outcomes of ripe fruits, vegetables and herbs
excite the senses with burgeoning buds,
blooms, colour, fragrance and textures. The
house that is our home is splendidly framed
by gardens boasting the life-vigour of trees,
shrubs, plants and flowers all in exuberant
competition for space and admiring notice.