It is the end of March and I am going to be on time for the meeting of the Garden Blogger's Book Club, hosted this slowly passing winter by our fellow gardener and blogger
Carol at May Dreams Garden
Although Capek talks of gardening with tongue in cheek he touches on the depth of feeling we gardeners bring to growing, our preoccupation with all things of the garden and our bond with all others who seek to grow a garden.A different land and time stands not between the understanding of those who love plants and a garden.The illustrations alone told much of his story.
I particularly like the special ingredients listed as in his garden soil...
pieces of glass,mugs,broken dishes, nails,wire,bones,arrows,silver paper from slabs of chocolate,old coins,old pipes, plate glass,tiny mirrors,labels,tins, bits of string,buttons,horse shoes,etc...etc...
I wonder what will be found by future gardeners (or children) in our garden? Lost and never found...a pruning saw,several pairs of reading glass's,numerous pens, pencils, markers and crayons,and an army of small toy soldiers.
Today,as I tried not to step on emerging bulbs going about the gardens work I found myself thinking of Capeks ideas on the evolution of gardeners and wishing for (only half in jest) smaller feet,longer legs and better balance.