I went back to gardening after letting my hands heal for a few days. Goodness, I have to trim the carabao grass again, they have grown quite wild in three weeks.
This morning I was at the garden at 5am, still dark for some but it was nice to see the world unfolding with a hot cup of coffee and the company of our dog Noki. Mimi went back to sleep besides mom as soon as I opened the door to our dirty kitchen. Have you ever spent an early morning smelling different garden scents? The sweet aroma and spicy scent of oregano, the spicy and sharp fragrance of ginger leaves that linger, the lemony smell of calamansi flowers and the intoxicating scent of gardenia flowers captivate the senses. You wish you could put each scent in a bottle and maybe use them to make scented candles.
Last week, I trimmed one of our calamansi trees. Time is a gentle and nice reminder that new life will always be something to look forward to. Look at those healthy leaves sprouting like crazy. It is always nice to see something growing in one’s garden.
The rhizomes of the turmeric I bought at the wet market have finally produced buds. I planted them in three pots and they are thriving nicely. It is my first time to try cultivating turmeric in my garden.
I only have one potted ginger and the roots are ready for harvest. I wonder if ginger produces flowers just like the turmeric. I can’t wait to see it blooms.
And these capped my early morning garden adventure, my bleeding heart blooms.
It is good to be alone in a garden at dawn or dark so that all its shy presences may haunt you and possess you in a reverie of suspended thought. ~James Douglas