I was lucky enough to spend a few days earlier this week at the Garden Blogging Conference in Atlanta, GA with some talented garden writers and bloggers. Chatting with my fellow green thumbs, I was struck by the heritage of gardening and the consistency with which we shared, “Well, my mom was a big gardener” or “My father’s family had a farm” or “My grandmother grew the most amazing roses.” It was neat to hear how everyone came to the same hobby, with fond memories and heart strings firmly attached.
We’ve grown our backyard garden from just a few special plants – special deliveries traveling in trash bags, fed-ex packages with overnight delivery, and birthday trips to the big box stores. I think that’s what makes this hobby such a heartfelt and emotional one, I could recount a memory or a story with every plant I plant.
Today, BHG readers, I’d love to hear your stories! Why do you garden? Who are your gardening mentors? Do you have stories and heart strings attached to the plants in your garden? Surely you’ll share a story or two with us? We’d love to hear!
Photos by Whitney of The Curtis Casa
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