Thankful for Gardeners

If we were of a more poetic nature, we would add a line or two to the poem below about being thankful for gardeners who support MSHS and other garden groups. We could not grow our programs, or germinate the love of gardening in young people or spread the love of gardening like good, rich compost all around Minnesota. Instead, we offer this gardener’s thanksgiving poem with gratitude to you all.

Garden Meditation

Let us give thanks for a bounty of people.

For children who are our second planting, and though they grow like weeds and the wind too soon blows them away, may they forgive us for our cultivation and fondly remember where their roots are.

Let us give thanks;

For generous friends … with hearts .. and smiles as bright as their blossoms;

For feisty friends, as tart as apples;

For continuous friends, who, like scallions and cucumbers,
keep reminding us that we’ve had them;

For crotchety friends, sour as rhubarb and as indestructible;

For handsome friends, who are as gorgeous as eggplannts and
as elegant as a row of corn, and the others, as plain as potatoes
and so good for you;

For funny friends, who are as silly as Brussels sprouts and
as amusing as Jerusalem artichokes;

And serious friends as unpretentious as cabbages, as subtle
as summer squash, as persistent as parsley, as delightful as dill,
as endless as zucchini and who, like parsnips, can be
counted on to see you through the winter;

For old friends, nodding like sunflowers in the evening time,
and young friends coming on as fast as radishes;

For loving friends, who wind around us like tendrils and hold us,
despite our blights, wilts and witherings;

And finally, for those friends now gone, like gardens past
that have been harvested, but who fed us in their times that
we might have life thereafter

For all these we give thanks.

—Max Coots (1927-2009)

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