As many of you know, late last summer I moved to a new home. The thought of starting the gardens over was overwhelming, But luckily for me, one of the things that I loved most about the new place was the potential that I saw in the landscape. I wasn’t going to have to start from scratch again, but I certainly knew that I would need to make it my own. It just needed a bit of garden restyling. You can imagine my surprise at our final walkthrough when I discovered that the previous owners stopped watering as soon as we signed the purchase and sale agreement. When we moved in everything, and I mean everything, had dried up. Plants were dead and the earth was a giant dust bowl. I prayed that everything was just dormant and would return come spring.
Just a couple hours from Cape Cod is the town of Salisbury, where a lovely farm sits- Pettingill Farm. Twice a year, they are invaded by the most amazing fair- The Vintage Bazaar.
This past weekend, we went on a fall family road trip. We had a few goals in mind. Of course the to-do-list included family time, leaf peeping, apple cider donuts, apple picking and enjoying the beauty of autumn. I know many of you can’t be here in New England with us, so I thought I would share a little bit of New England with you. Enjoy!
Perhaps my mind is trying to tell me something. Life around Tilly’s Nest has been taking its sweet time to emerge from its winter slumber. The chickens are now laying eggs regularly everyday. The gardens are beginning to bloom. The spring peepers are croaking in the pond and gentle evening breezes blow through the window fragrances of life; hope.
These past few weeks I have spent many hours tending to the gardens. Connecting with delicate new fronds of ferns, dainty Lilies of the Valley blooms, and gently mulching around the tenderest of tiny stalks of Lavender. All these give me hope. Audrey Hepburn said it best, “To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.”