A Gardener’s Tale
Brook Kavanugh
So often in life we start down a path and do things with out really understanding why. After all I’ve always like flowers; as a young man they were a frequent gift to my girlfriends of the era and most often to the woman who would become my wife.
Then somewhere in my late twenties we bought our first home and it was a new construction. The landscaping that came with our house was at best sparse and truth be told it should be more accurately described as uninspired and barren. So we set off to the local building supply company for a few containers of this and that to take the area and make it ours.
That led to a few more trips that turned into a station wagon filled with flowers for a spring or two and then a Mini van with all the seats removed teeming with trees, grasses, and perennials after spending the entire winter reading books and magazines, and watching the countless hours of gardening and home improvement shows on the weekend mornings.
Eventually we settled into the type of plants and garden designs that suited our land scape, taking a three quarters of an acre lot and adding an extended rolling back yard with a little professional help.
Roses were the corner stone of the garden by our front walk. Now I’ve already admitted I like flowers, but I absolutely love roses . I