BC: Living the good life in the I Street Garden! photo memories by Sharon Bridges
FC: The I Street Garden
1: The I Street Garden was a garden of microcosms. Because of the tree spreads, it had terrible lighting. Most parts of the garden spent half the day hidden in full shade and the other half blasted by full sun, so plants were tucked in here and there to help them cope. It wasn't so much landscaped as it was planted. Most of it consisted of watersmart natives and it was a constant experiment. It was also a habitat for birds and good bugs. There was never an issue that got sprayed away. Sunflowers were no longer pretty when they went to seed, but that is when the cardinals would perch on them, swaying for supper, right outside our own breakfast nook. The I Street Garden would never have found its way into a magazine, but there were birds and butterflies at every window. In 2009, I finally got a camera -- a DSLR (Canon Rebel) -- and headed outside. My microcosmic, habitat garden was best photographed in close-up, so I bought a Sigma macro lens. I still remember the moment I learned to "see" through the camera's eye. I have almost 10,000 images from the I Street garden. Out of that many, you'd hope there would be a few worth sharing. Here are some of my favorites.
66: We had lived at the Imogene house for less than a year when I went to a watersmart gardening seminar with Mimi. As exciting as it was to learn so much about good gardening, it was just as upsetting when it dawned on me that we no longer had a garden to apply it in. Thanks, Dad, for letting me haul in truckloads of dirt and rock, hire guys to build the beds, then helping me keep them up all those years. I got to plant when the season began, but you were the caretaker who watered in August. Thanks for the mighty Ford Explorer that hauled all those plants, mulch, tools, and so forth home. And thanks for helping me unload it. We were so much stronger then!
67: One late night at work, I took advantage of an empty showroom to log on to my Flickr photostream and show my friend Gerard Matthews my garden photos. "Wow!" he said, "You did all that?" "Yes!" I said, "and just wait til I get full Photoshop!" "The pictures are great," said Gerard, "but that's not what I meant. You grew ALL those things in your garden? You should be really proud of yourself." That touched my soul, Gerard. I trust God's timing, but He took you home way too soon for me.