My reputation for hoeing being well established by then, several gardeners were excited to tell me about this sculpture of a boy hoeing in a garden at the Chicago Botanic Garden.
Today, I found this draft post on my blog with this picture and wondered whatever was I going to write about it?
Also included in this draft post was this picture of the famous sculpture of the Swedish botanist, Carolus Linneaus.
Wouldn't it have been an interesting story if my mom and dad had named me "Carol Lynn" after "Carolus Linneaus"?
They didn't, of course. Lynn is not even my middle name. But it would have been an interesting story.
Finding this long forgotten draft post buried in my list of posts is like discovering work undone in the fall garden. With leaves fallen from the trees and perennials standing as mere skeletons of what they were, we all discover amid the new bareness of the garden the remnants of plans and ideas that we didn't actually carry out like we had hoped to.
Perhaps hidden behind a shrub there is an unplanted half flat of annuals that just didn't make it into the ground? Maybe we finally found that bag of canna roots from two seasons ago that we meant to plant in the spring? Or we stumbled upon some stakes marking the corners of a new bed we had hoped to dig when the ground finally dried out in a season that turned out to be very rainy.
Regardless of what we find undone in the fall, the good news is that winter is coming, the garden slate will soon be wiped clean by snow and ice, and we can start anew in the spring. We can make plans to tie up those loose ends in the garden, to do better next year.