THE SELF-TEACHED GARDENER: Getting buzzed

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The bee. Photo by Krzysztof Niewolny on Unsplash

The busy days of summer fly away and we all find ourselves twirling around. For me that involves visiting a few gardens in Italy on my way to a wedding and in that spirit I would like to share this poem by my friend the writer Lauretta Harris who is a Berkshire Botanical Garden Board Member and President of their voluntary organization. This poem shows its charm, one of the reasons so many people volunteer at the garden.

Get buzzed

How I admire the bee
buzz by me
Clearly on a mission
Of some importance.

Compare that to flies
Just hanging out.
With nothing better to do
Than try to bite me.

Why can’t they learn from bees
And find something worthwhile to do?

I ask myself the same question
and go to the garden.

I hope that, like the Italian bee (the sweetest of bee varieties, as an old friend tells me), I’m on a mission of some importance, but in reality, I’m most likely twirling , to enjoy the summer for all it’s worth. I promise to bite into nothing more than some al dente pasta and a scoop of ice cream.

The bee is buzzing
It buzzes. Photo by Trollinho on Unsplas

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A gardener grows through observation, experimentation, and learning from the failures, triumphs, and hard work of self and others. In this sense, all gardeners are self-taught, while being intrinsically linked to a tradition and a community that finds satisfaction in working the land and sharing its experiences. This column explores these relationships and how we learn about the world around us from plants and our fellow gardeners.

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