On Saturday, after the floh markt visit, hubby and I dropped by OBI, a store he frequently goes to for all our home repairs and maintenance needs. While he does this, I love walking through their gardening section admiring all the plants, the pots, ornamental flowers, pretty garden accessories and so on.
When we left India, I was heartbroken to leave all my plants behind. Most of them having been with me for years. One of my top priorities before coming here was to find a nice home for them. As luck would have it, my sister arrived to the city I was living in and gladly adopted them. (Since then, she too has moved and has found a new home for them. Which means, I will never see my green friends again..sob sob!!)
So over here, I had decided not to go through the heartbreak of planting and then abandoning my plants again. But, my love for plants is so strong that in a few months I succumbed to my passion. Living in a land with changing seasons does take a toll on nature and by the time winter arrived my garden was dead.
On Saturday hubby pulls me aside and says "This is our last year living here and Germany is a gardener's paradise. Go, make the prettiest garden you have ever made". My man who previously envied me spending time in a garden now wanted me to make one.
So here I am, making trips up and down, throwing out the old, planting in the new. The feel of mud in my hands is sheer bliss. I am also thinking of getting in a garden chair or two. The balcony is way too tiny and it faces my neighbor's bins..so much for a view. Let's see how it all goes.