geopsych
Dream garden.

Dream garden.

I don't even know how to start :D So my first question: Do you know how many species you have in your garden? Just approximately of course :) Second question: This whole gardening is your hobby or maybe it's your job too? Ahhh sorry for these questions I'm just way too curious :3 Your photos are amazing and I love your blog :3

Thanks for the good words! It makes me feel good when people like it.

How many species? I’ve often wondered but never counted. I can count over 50 species from the back windows, so my guess would be between 75 and 100 species, but it could be more. I end up with questions like, do weeds count? What even is a weed? ;-) 

Yes, actually, I have done gardening for other people in the past. I advertised locally and did planting, weeding, etc., in people’s perennial gardens for a couple years to help make ends meet. Once I was asked to pull out lots and lots of native orchids a client didn’t want in her garden! That was painful.

When I was really young I wasn’t interesting in gardening at all, but just was kind of obsessed with looking for and identifying wild plants everywhere. I noticed how different plants show up in different kinds of places, and that really informed my gardening when I started it. My mum gave me the old book Onward and Upward in the Garden by Katherine White, E. B. White’s wife, and that got me started for some reason. It made flower catalogues seem like literature, and I saw how many garden flowers are related to the wild ones that had become old friends.

As for the photography, I started taking pictures on my walks because it forced me to look for beautiful things instead of dwelling on the bad thoughts that my clinical depression kept handing me. Now I can’t stop taking pictures of beautiful and interesting things. Tumblr gives me something to do with them. :-)

…the rock doesn’t exert itself as a result of all this “thinking.” Why should it? Its existence, unlike ours, doesn’t depend on the struggle to survive and self-replicate. It is indifferent to the prospect of being pulverized. If you are poetically inclined, you might think of the rock as a purely contemplative being. And you might draw the moral that the universe is, and always has been, saturated with mind, even though we snobbish Darwinian-replicating latecomers are too blinkered to notice.

Jim Holt, Mind of a Rock.

I have heard the indigenous people use the term, “the stone people”.

The more enlightened you are, the smaller brain you need! ;-)

Front steps reshuffled. The orange nasturtium, red ivy geranium, and blue salvia earned their way to the front at last! And for the Buddha, a serene sedum planting. Moving toward an autumnal look.
[plant folks: note the cohosh buds in the upper left.]

Front steps reshuffled. The orange nasturtium, red ivy geranium, and blue salvia earned their way to the front at last! And for the Buddha, a serene sedum planting. Moving toward an autumnal look.

[plant folks: note the cohosh buds in the upper left.]

He stood breathing, and the more he breathed the land in, the more he was filled up with all the details of the land. He was not empty. There was more than enough here to fill him. There would always be more than enough.
Ray Bradbury.
hello! i've seen you and your gorgeous garden every day on my dash as a recommended blog and I've always reblogged from you, but today i finally feel it's time to follow you. i adore your lovely blog!

Many thanks! I’ll tell the plants that we won you over! 

I just keep taking pictures of the garden. I like how Joe Pye weed is looming in the background of this one.

I just keep taking pictures of the garden. I like how Joe Pye weed is looming in the background of this one.

Great lobelia and sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ with silver sage.

Great lobelia and sedum ‘Autumn Joy’ with silver sage.

Farmer’s market yesterday. This is just part of what I got. For example, the basil was made into pesto and eaten. :-)

Farmer’s market yesterday. This is just part of what I got. For example, the basil was made into pesto and eaten. :-)

You lookin’ at me?
Hummingbirds are fattening up for the long journey south to the Yucatan. The other day I saw three engaged in aerial warfare around the feeder.

You lookin’ at me?

Hummingbirds are fattening up for the long journey south to the Yucatan. The other day I saw three engaged in aerial warfare around the feeder.