It is our favourite time of the year! Spring time! The buds are blooming on the trees, the grass is green and lush, the rainstorms are aplenty leaving everything smelling fresh. Above all, our flower garden has been weeded, and is ready for some serious planting! I just love Spring! 🙂
In honour of this, our most favourite time of the year, we just had to get our dolls in on all of the springtime excitement by planting them a pretty garden of their very own.
We found this cute little planter at the thrift store for $2.
To fill it with flowers, we found a piece of thin styrofoam, and cut it to fit. Then we found some silk flowers, and got to work. First, paint the styrofoam brown. Next, poke the fake flowers through the styrofoam, and trim the stems of the flowers. I put a dab of hot glue at the centre of the stem, so the leaves wouldn’t fall off. We kept our flowers removable from the garden. Now if our dolls decide to plant something else, they can. 🙂
Here’s a look at our doll’s garden. ❤ So cute!! The little garden swing was a thrift store find. It’s a bit small for the 18 inch dolls, but it is perfect for our smaller dolls. We made this little planting bench for the dolls a while ago. We love it! We especially love the pretty spring green colour! 🙂 I found this little wheelbarrow at the thrift store too. It was a lovely shade of pink when I found it, so I painted it red and black instead. 🙂 Awww, it’s so idyllic. That means peaceful and serene. 🙂
Sorry for all the pics. I just really love this little scene.There are a ton of seed packets. Everything from Onions to Eggplant to Carrots and Lettuce. Hmmmm….I think that we are going to have to make some veggies for the dolls to plant in their garden next. 🙂
We got these little garden tools with our little country store.
The mini tools are from the MyLifeAs gardening set.
Doesn’t it make you want to go plant something?
Or maybe just curl up with a good book, and escape for a while. ❤
I am going to leave you with one of the most beautiful love poems that I have ever heard. It is written by Lord Alfred Tennyson. This poem is called a monodrama which is a series of short, dramatic soliloquies or speeches.
(I once won a poetry reading contest with this poem. It has struck me ever since, and so I share it with you today.)
Leena is here to help out in the garden too!
Come Into the Garden, Maud
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Come into the garden, Maud,
For the black bat, Night, has flown,
Come into the garden, Maud,
I stand at the gate alone;
And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,
And the musk of the rose is blown.For a breeze of morning moves,
And the planet of Love is on high,
Beginning to faint in the light that she loves
On a bed of daffodil sky,
To faint in the light of the sun she loves,
To faint in his light, and to die.All night have the roses heard
The flute, violin, bassoon;
All night has the casement jessamine stirr’d
To the dancers dancing in tune;
Till silence fell with the waking bird,
And a hush with the setting moon.I said to the lily, “There is but one
With whom she has heart to be gay.
When will the dancers leave her alone?
She is weary of dance and play.”
Now half to the setting moon are gone,
And half to the rising day;
Low on the sand, and loud on the stone
The last wheel echoes away.I said to the rose, “The brief night goes
In babble and revel and wine.
O young lord-lover, what sighs are those,
For one that will never be thine?”
“But mine, but mine,” I swore to the rose,
“For ever and ever, mine.”And the soul of the rose went into my blood,
As the music clash’d in the hall:
And long by the garden lake I stood,
For I heard your rivulet fall
From the lake to the meadow, and on to the wood,
Our wood, that is dearer than all;From the meadow your walks have left so sweet
That whenever a March-wind sighs
He sets the jewel-print of your feet
In violets blue as your eyes,
To the woody hollows in which we meet
And the valleys of Paradise.The slender acacia would not shake
One long milk-bloom on the tree;
The white lake-blossom fell into the lake
As the pimpernel doz’d on the lea;
But the rose was awake all night for your sake,
Knowing your promise to me;
The lilies and roses were all awake,
They sigh’d for the dawn, and for thee.Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls,
Come hither, the dances are done,
In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls,
Queen lily and rose in one;
Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls,
To the flowers, and be their sun.There has fallen a splendid tear
From the passion-flower at the gate.
She is coming, my dove, my dear;
She is coming, my life, my fate;
The red rose cries, “She is near, she is near;”
And the white rose weeps, “She is late;”
The larkspur listens, “I hear, I hear;”
And the lily whispers, “I wait.”She is coming, my own, my sweet;
Were it ever so airy a tread,
My heart would hear her and beat,
Were it earth in an earthy bed;
My dust would hear her and beat,
Had I lain for a century dead?
Would I start and tremble under her feet,
And blossom in purple and red?
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Whew! That’s a long poem! Actually, I think the real poem is even longer, but this part is the most recognized. Anyway, Happy Spring everybody!
I hope that you enjoyed!
Here are some bonus pics of our garden that is ready for planting! 🙂
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