The Harmonia Gardens

Years ago I directed the play The Matchmaker. Act III is set in a restaurant called The Harmonia Gardens. At the same time, I was also fascinated by the fact that many people in the literature I was reading and teaching named their homes and/or gardens. Thus, I secretly named my gardens “The Harmonia Gardens.”

THE HARMONIA GARDENS

The snow still lies on the ground

Hiding the rich fertile earth.

Every day inches closer to spring.

Howling winter winds

Assail my home –

Rattle my windows.

More snow – dropping temperatures.

Only my gardening catalogues give me hope –

Next to the birdbath, I’ll plant morning glories –

In front of the house, I’ll plant lilies.

As the winter snows begin to melt,

Gladness fills my soul.

Another winter has been spent in planning,

Reading, researching, and selecting just the right plants for my garden.

Digging can commence once the threat of frost has passed.

Eagerly I plant this spring,

Next fall, I can harvest.

Seasons pass in The Harmonia Gardens