echiums at government house
It’s been a long hard week at the greenhouse and the truth is I’ve enjoyed every minute of it. This is such a beautiful time of year to be working at the nursery. Fields of flowering cyclamen and primroses a plenty. My bosses took a small week-long hiatus and left me in control of their operation. While it wasn’t always easy I enjoyed the opportunity to play a bigger role in the business. It’s satisfying managing people and finding the right job for the right person. I’m always amazed what a good attitude will bring to the workplace, I drink a couple extra coffees and keep things positive. Sure I didn’t end up getting a long weekend like everyone else, but everything went smoothly and in that I’m satisfied. The experience gave me a better perspective on what it’s like to run a business of this size. I now understand why my boss has trouble sleeping during the busy season. Making sure every plant is watered, pest free and shipped when it’s in it’s perfect state is not for the faint of heart. It’s easy to judge your employers actions this way or that but take a moment in their shoes and you’ll see it’s a lot of work being on top. Managing staff, talking up clients and making the BIG DECISIONS can take a lot out of you. We all have our strengths and weaknesses but “the boss” is suppose to make it look like he has none. To keep people focused, to set a good example, and to put out the inevitable “house fires” that occur. On Monday they’ll have returned and I’ll go back to my humble life as the resident plant geek and order puller.
In other plant based news, have you stepped outside lately? Sure it’s been an average of 5-8 degrees Celsius lately but it’s stinking beautiful out there. Cold yes, lifeless not. All around you things are slowly springing to life, bulbs are setting buds and snowdrops are in mass. It’s truly a magical time of year. Sometimes I pretend I love summer the most but really there nothing better then the transition from winter to spring. If you had never visited my garden in the summer and looked at it now you’d barely recognize it. It’s like moving day or something, everything’s packed up and mostly hidden. From here on out starts the slow (but surprisingly fast) process of unpacking and expanding. My love of plants does not so much lie in their stationary aesthetic but the way they’re constantly changing, growing and impressing.
I worked 6 days at the nursery this week and you’d think that would be enough. Today we went to a couple plant stores, a stroll in the gardens at Government House and then some home gardening until it got dark. I was feeling a bit burnt out last autumn but I’m back in full force. I just can’t get enough of this stuff and feel very fortunate to have found something that makes me this happy.
Forget the Prozac, get in the garden. Spring has sprung at Government House.
Until next time…