Why I Garden

Reflections on the "Midsommar" planting rush.

Here it is, the middle of June already—or as they say in Scandinavia, Midsommar—and I am still planting my garden, frantically.

This happens every year. I have grand dreams in the depths of winter and, not unlike a child in a candy store, plan gardens bigger than the hours in my day can manage. Why? Simply, I love to garden.

I love the exercise the garden provides for my mind and body. I love the vegetables and herbs for the family table. I love watching the birds and pollinators enjoy the shelter we provide. There are many reasons to garden, but one stands out above the rest...

"There is another important reason to garden. I garden to find a place to put all the plants I've bought. At the garden center, every plant represents a possibility. A tomato that tastes of tangerines? A purple coleus with chartreuse fringe? I'll take three!"

— Amy Stewart

It makes me laugh every time I read it because it’s so true! I’ll be back shortly with a post about succulent gardens—as soon as I finish getting these last few plants in the ground. Enjoy!

Happy Planting!