Then Spring Came

Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.

Pablo Neruda

Spring the gorgeous season of the year has arrived in the garden. A happy place so full of activity and new beginnings. The lavender buzzing with thousands of bees, blossoms like fairy dust here one day and blown away on the breeze the next and weeds in the paddocks so tall they obscure the view.

Gold Medal

When the world wearies and society fails to satisfy, there is always the garden.

Minnie Aumonier
Front path over run with lavender

After all we have been through this year the saving grace for many would be the garden. A refuge and calming place away from troubles where the mind can settle and the heart feel awe and wonder in nature. Exhausting yet relaxing, inspiring and sometimes heartbreaking but always rewarding.

Life begins the day you start a garden

Chinese Proverb
Parole new bud

Our autumn and winter were lovely and wet, the weather mild with only a few heavy frosts. Now the glory of Spring has well and truly shown us what a little rain can do. The garden this year can only be described by the word Abundance. Abundance of growth, perfume, blooms and possibilities.

Joyfulness Bud Opening

With the wetter Spring and being home more often to give the garden more attention my roses are looking just perfect at last. The first flush of roses are starting to build up and are very encouraging with magnificent large blooms.

Lady of Shalott

Being a rather impatient gardener it has taken some time to realise that one must wait for roses and other plantings to establish themselves fully to be as gorgeous as I had hoped when initially planning and planting the garden. I recall as in the quote below from The Secret Garden the joy of realising that moment when, after all the labour and work put in, you suddenly see that you actually have a garden. This year has been the awakening of my secret garden space. A rather carefree rural garden, eccentric and to some a bit wild although a refuge and source of enormous joy and delight.

“However many years she lived, Mary always felt that ‘she should never forget that first morning when her garden began to grow’.”

Frances Hodgson Burnett

Last year my garden never really had any blooms. They were picked off because they were damaged from birds, eaten by beetles, sucked dry by spider mites, windblown and ravaged by nature’s heat and the unrelenting dust storms. Things are going well this season though and feeding and mulching is complete and the garden is off to a wonderful start. The extraordinary heat and dust storms of last year are however still close to mind but one can be hopeful we have milder conditions ahead.

Health does abound around the garden. Some roses have a bit of black spot due to the regular rain but there are few aphids or other pests. I always look at the foliage of plants to determine how healthy they are and foliage this year is prolific, huge, shiny and robust.

Joseph’s Coat climbing up an old water tank stand

So with the spring comes the time to deadhead. A task that will continue daily until next winter. Deadheading encourages new growth and will keep the rose blooms coming all summer long. Deadheading means to remove the spent blooms once the petals start to break up and fall off. I pinch the blooms off between my fingers any chance I get when walking past the garden beds . Then a more concerted effort is needed with sharp garden scissors or secateurs for the best results.


dodie smith

New growth sugarcane mulch

Colours are popping amongst the lush green foliage. After a few more days, if it doesn’t rain too much the beds will be a sea of mass colour.


In the garden I tend to drop my thoughts here and there. To the flowers I whisper the secrets I keep and the hopes I breathe. I know they are there to eavesdrop for the angels.


Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring?

Neltje Blanchan
Paul Cezanne rose

Now that my original roses have been in the ground for 4 seasons there are some that are breathtaking in their colour and size. The petals in this Paul Cezanne show that unique ruffled look and the cupped blooms of Earth Angel are starting to form the distinctive cupped shape.

Some old fashioned things like fresh air and sunshine are hard to beat.

laura ingalls wilder

“To me, flowers are happiness.”

Stefano Gabbana

All Content and Images Di Baker 2020


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