When we lived in the country I had an enormous garden with many vegetables and flowers. It was beautiful, and therapeutic and it may be what i miss most about living on 5 acres with few neighbors. It was calming to go to the garden after a day at work and dig potatoes or pull weeds or cut a bouquet. Sometimes the deer would watch me, sometimes i would find a nest of bunnies and often Stella (my golden) would pick green beans alongside me. Gently, with her soft retriever mouth she would pick a bean at a time and eat it. Repeat. She would also do this with the baby bunnies, which was not so cute. I would end up dirty and sweaty, but happy after being in that garden. There were also mounds of vegetables to can so i had beautiful jars of bright colors on my shelves. It felt like money in the bank.
3 years ago we moved into the city, and one of the tradeoffs is that my garden area is much smaller. Nevertheless it is coming along, and this year we have loads of flowers in a variety of colors. The volume of veggies is not impressive but we are working on that. I miss the silence of my country garden, the space around it and the peace i found there. The coneflower in the photo is from our home in the country and it too is thriving in the city.