Things My Garden Teaches Me

I know I'm not the first person to chronicle lessons learned from gardening.
However,  I'd love to share what plant acquaintances have graciously shared with me.

In the foreground, Morning Glories have been planted

at the base of a repurposed — dead — Hibiscus upon which they have begun to climb

Like you, I have watched those nature documentaries that solemnly report the passing of animal and plant species. But I've also noted in those same documentaries examples of certain populations quickly rebounding with a return of more favourable conditions. I have certainly seen this in my garden. Plants that have consistently fizzled out suddenly leap up with for example, the removal of some overhead foliage. Even more impressive is the arrival of  "volunteers", plants that show up from out of nowhere. In fact, I have some prominent plants that I never planted.

One of three Spiderworts who three years ago, showed up unannounced

At first I thought these spiderworts were weeds. Thank goodness I gave them a chance at survival!
From this phenomenon of uninvited but welcomed guests, I have recognized some implications: 

The whole planet is a seed, largely dormant

The natural world, this mostly dormant large seed, is fully present and available to support us humans. 
Given workable conditions, Nature is poised and would be delighted to support mankind's fullest expression.

It's just needs the go ahead. 

Nature is truly ready now

Lots of us talk to our plants. But have you had plants speak to you? I find this happens when I'm trying to remember the name of a plant. If I relax my mind, I swear the plant tells me its name. It's similar to how we need to look away from something, eg The Pleiades constellation in the night sky, in order to see it with our peripheral vision. This is how I hear the plant's name, by relaxing, quietly being with it, and hearing it speak its name ... like ...

"Lady's  Slippers"

I'm sure there are lots of simple explanations as to how plants may be talking to us telepathically,

but I tend to think that it's evidence that plants are actually part of us, part of our subconscious minds,

just as they are also, physically, parts of our physical body.

But, enough talk — more photos!

Yes, it's Peony time!

A Nod to Columbines

with volunteer Geranium behind — never planted

Pink Coral Bells, Ligularia, more Volunteer Purple Geraniums, and assorted friends

and our magnificent Hosta — with broom to give an idea of size