Slice of Life Challenge Day 19
I think gardening is one of those things, like painting or writing, that can become a passion, but it must be in your blood first. Gardening did not get into my genes. I do not descend from farmers. That is my excuse and I am sticking to it. Gardening is just not for me.
Recently at a wordlab, we were asked to write a lie on a cute little 2×3 note decorated with a little sketch of a bee. Maybe the bee led me to think of this, but my lie was “I love gardening. The sensual feeling I get when digging comforts me.” Believable, right? We put our little lies in a hat and picked someone else’s lie to write about.
The irony of this dread of gardening is that I am surrounded by beauty. Luckily, we bought an older house that already had established landscaping. So when springs comes, I can cut bridal lace and azaleas from my yard. In the fall, we harvest satsumas. In the winter, camellias. But when summer comes, the growth is abundant. Weeds, weeds, and their nasty companions, wasps.
My daughter says maybe I should take a class. But can a class get into my blood and change me into someone who loves dirt and weeds and sweat? I don’t think so. Gardening is just not for me.
Reflections on the Teche 
My mum has a beautiful garden after years of caring for it. I’m the same as you but I wish I had a garden even a bit like hers 🙂
I love the ending of this piece. “But can a class get into my blood and change me into someone who loves dirt and weeds and sweat?” Some things just aren’t meant to be! Enjoy the flowers without the sweat. Thanks for a great post.
I don’t like weeds and sweat, either – but I do love the feel of dirt when I’m planting something. Maybe it’s just the knowledge that soon enough it will be something beautiful.
I like the way your wrote your piece & hooked it also to the group about lies. It’s interesting that because of your geography, people would think you had a passion for gardening. Stereotypes abound!
I can relate…I used to hate gardening…even though I was good at it. I think it was growing up weeding and taking care of our garden…getting bee stings and sweating in the sun. I have mellowed a bit…in that I have a landscaper come each spring and clean and set up the beds for me…all I have to do is plant…and each year I plant so more perennials. The rest of the summer….I enjoy and not worry about the weeds. Jackie http://familytrove.blogspot.com/