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Change is in the air …

Last rose hurrah in the October garden.

Roses before the change to a colder October.

It’s been a long time since I posted here. I’m not completely sure why. I love writing and gardening but something, or a combination of factors, has blocked my desire to combine these two loves. I’m still deciphering all the causes of my writer’s block, but I think I’ve identified some factors contributing to my recent lack of desire to post here, and what must change.

Coleus soaks up October sunshine before the first frost.

Coleus soaks up October sunshine before the first frost.

One contributing factor is my frustration that people continue to fall prey to ad campaigns – sprinkle x to keep weeds at bay, apply y in four steps for a “healthy” lawn, spray z to stop bugs. This is so contrary to what I’ve learned during my journey from a novice to a seasoned gardener with NOFA certification as an Organic Land Care Professional. Too often it seems that advice on gardening organically, cutting pesticide/herbicide use, and sustainable gardening practices falls on deaf ears.

Another contributing factor is a sense that everything that needed to be said about gardening was being said by others. What was/is this blog really offering?

I third factor is a feeling that having advertising on this blog is disingenuous. When you participate in ad programs you cannot control every running ad, resulting in some ads that just don’t sit right with my gardening or living practices.

Native, self-sown asters glow in autumn's light.

Native, self-sown asters glow in autumn’s light.

So expect to see change here; some subtle, some not so. It’s time to re-energize my love of writing about gardening, and make this blog feel right to me again.

Seed heads of autumn-blooming sedum.

Seed heads of autumn-blooming sedum.

Change may not fix all the factors that contributed to my lack of blogging, but that’s okay.

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Lee May, a gentle voice I will miss.

Cancer has silenced a gentle voice, that of Lee May, a man with a designer’s eye, a sense of place, and gifted words that conveyed his vision and awareness.

I only had a casual acquaintance with Lee through our shared love of gardening and writing, and our once-shared town. But a casual acquaintance is all one needed to appreciate Lee’s gifts. His words speak to a gardener’s soul in ways that reach those of us who must work our hands in soil, who paint nature using a pallet of plants and found materials. (I use the word speak in the present tense since, fortunately, Lee’s garden writings did not disappear with him. His blog, Lee May’s Gardening Life, remains.)

As a gardener, Lee created landscapes that were uniquely him … no lawn, lots of rock of all shapes and sizes, garden rooms, and unusual features that caught one’s attention.

His Big Momma’s Garden, on the Connecticut acreage he once oversaw, exuded Lee’s love of whimsy and his southern roots. Don’t just go by the photos below or those he shared in A Tribute to Big Momma’s Garden … read his words. His descriptions make his gardens so much richer.

Lee willingly toiled in his outdoor spaces, doing much by hand and sweat-equity. He understood that working in one’s garden brings a greater knowledge of the forces at play – light and shadow, wind and water, natures creatures, the seasons – and how each force works to create space. Lee studied his landscape while outside in it and from within his home so he could create views and venues that pleased his eye in all seasons. Yet, he recognized that gardeners are merely small designers; that Mother Nature always has the last say.

I cannot speak to other aspects of Lee’s personality though, through our few shared encounters, his warmth, love of his wife Lyn, his appreciation of living life fully, and his genuine attention to each human encounter, was more than evident. I can only speak to Lee’s passion for gardening. It was a passion that spoke to me, and it is this conversation that I will miss.

Please take time to appreciate Laurrie’s view of Lee’s Connecticut garden and, do yourself a favor, read through Lee’s blog for a glimpse at his passion for gardening, and for life.