My undeveloped garden is mostly green except where there are a few precocious blooms and emergent veggies. But the differences in shape, hue, and texture create a subtle tapestry that is intriguing and beguiling.
Magnolia, gardenia, sampaguita, ylang ylang. Seductive blooms, sensual perfumes.
The lemon tree in flower. The blossoms are fragile and delicately scented. A promise of fruits of a contrary nature.
The herbs are as varied in form and feel, in shape and size, as they are in smell and taste. Velvety or prickly, robust or languid, upstanding or drapey. The air swims in distinctive, delectable aromas suggestive of flavorful complements and contrasts. Bitter or sweet, subtle or explosive, insinuating or strident.
There is no doubt about it: this garden is destined for poetic musings and shamelessly flowery prose. 🌿
"You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed." -The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint- Exupéry.
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