I have a solid idea about how Honeychurch should look one day look. I have an idea that uses what is already on the land, whether it be to cultivate something, or tame something back. Just make everything that is here look like a landscaping company purposely put it there.
There is a steady stream of foliage no matter where the eye looks when you step the grounds. It’s just all hidden by overgrowth and….I hate to use the word, but neglect. Why anyone in their right mind would have ever forgotten about this old dear is beyond me.
But, there are mother-in-law tongues, bougainvillea, bromeliads, ligustrums, loquats, cherry shrubs, a handsome two trunk Norfolk Pine posing in the back, a wandering jew that seems to find its own way around, a lantana bursting out of the soil with a bright scream in the worst possible spot, ferns that hide in the sauna of the shade and little vines with yellow flowers that gleefully go, “Yay!” in the sunlight.
Everything we need is already here…..it all needs just a little encouragement and direction, a little attention.
The ferns under the window look too much like a hedge on their own, so there is no way I would rip them all up and replace them with something from Home Depot. No! I want to get a hedge trimmer, just once, and shape them into these big soft, pillowy fern mattresses. I wouldn’t need a hedge trimmer after that….just a quite moment alone with a pair of scissors at dawn with coffee. One snip, two snips….all that’s needed for today.
I’ve been eyeballing this very dutiful periwinkle that seems to be so proud to be here. It’s sits at the corner of the fern hedge quite alone, quite out of place. So, I’ve been propagating it to make more. I’d like the entire front of the fern hedge to be bordered with that periwinkle.
As I snipped the branches and put them in water, I placed them in my front window. I should have root growth within three weeks time. I was told that was the best way to propagate them. And I could have just set them in the window and walked and tended to other things, but I had to turn back and say, “Dear Lord, please help these flowers grow. I just want this old girl of a house to feel pretty again.”
I pray the periwinkles root, get transplanted and this beautiful homage to the land that is, finally receives it’s due credit. Honeychurch doesn’t need to be made over into something she isn’t, she just needs to be reminded of how pretty she already is. Once that happens? She’ll take care of the rest.
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