A Severe Case of Garden Withdrawal

On Sunday night I got back from a business trip that lasted seven whole days, meaning seven days away from the garden. And not just any seven days, but the seven days of that crucial last week of May when so much happens so fast.

The garden survived without me. Fading Alliums still bloom with Golden Alexander and Cranberrybush Viburnum.
The garden survived without me. Fading Alliums still bloom with Golden Alexander and Cranberrybush Viburnum.

There is only one way to recover from a case of Garden Withdawal, and that is Binge Gardening. I had Monday off, and so Monday morning I was at Gethsemane Garden Center the minute they opened. I then proceeded to spend an amount equal to the GDP of a small Central American nation.

I bought a few perennials to fill holes in the Driveway and Sidewalk Borders, as well as a whole lot of summer annuals for containers (more on that in another post).

Subsequently I engaged in a whirlwind of planting, as well as weeding, edging, lawn mowing, cutting back, and emergency staking. Monday through Wednesday I gardened like a man possessed, not stopping until dusk.

Actually, when I returned the garden was in a transitional period, with lots of growth but only a modest amount of color. The Alliums are fading, while Amsonia, Golden Alexanders (Zizia aurea), Wild Columbine (Aquilegia canadensis), Cranberrybush Viburnum (Viburnum trilobum), and some Hardy Geraniums continue to bloom.

Tomorrow morning I am flying to Toronto to participate in the Garden Bloggers Fling. Very much looking forward to seeing a lot of old friends as well as what promises to be a fabulous assortment of gardens. Although after such a brief reunion with my own garden, I may feel a bit of separation anxiety.

I’m linking this post to the Wednesday Vignette meme hosted by Annamadeit at Flutter and Hum. Click the link to see more stunning garden vignettes.

50 Comments on “A Severe Case of Garden Withdrawal”

  1. Oh, I can just feel how that whirlwind of gardening activity brought you back to equilibrium. I know the feeling exactly – there is nothing that can ground you as well as a few days of creative playing in the world of green… I SO envy you for going to the Fling – I wish I could go this year. Toronto is one of my favorite cities, and it would be fun to see it from a gardening perspective. alas, had it been in July, the timing would have worked MUCH better for me. Oh well… I wish you and the others a wonderful trip and lots of fun times together. 🙂

      • Same family – Apiceae. Same habit, same appearance, different flower colour. The interesting thing about them is that if you have them they are ‘easy’ (even invasive – which is how ‘my’ alexanders is often described). If you don’t, and have to get in seed (like me), they are tricky. But so beautiful, if you are trying to establish wild plantings in a garden. I used to work in a garden where there were lots of ‘alexanders’, and I adored it. But blow me if I can replicate the effect (with bluebells) in my own garden! Have trawled the internet trying to discover correct germination technique.

  2. Wonderful to spend so much time in your garden and so much money of course.. That is part of the fun and your garden deserves it after a week’s neglect. I hate being away from mine too. But what fun to go to the Fling, I wish I could come. Looking forward to hearing all about it.

  3. I feel your pain! Last week, between library folderol and dog brouhaha, I didn’t spend much time in the garden. Then came the rain. Yesterday, I was back in the swing and plan to be out there again today. Have a great time in Toronto.

  4. I hate having to go away from my garden at this time of year; I always worry about what I’m missing. (This is why I’ve never gone to any of the flings; our garden season in Maine is much too short to give up part of it to visit other people’s gardens.)

  5. I LOVE binge gardening. When I lived way up north -the- planting date was the Victoria Day weekend. You really couldn’t plant much before then because of the lingering cold and if you planted anything later it wouldn’t have enough time to grow because of the early frosts. So everyone would swarm to the garden centers to buy plants on that one particular date. Then we would disperse to our various homes and spend the entire weekend digging and planting. Food? Drink? Sleep? bah Ok. Maybe not everyone … just the crazy gardeners. It must have become an established body memory because I still do the same thing here even though the urgency isn’t real. Only now I can do the same thing over many weekends.

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