For me, being outside and having my hands in the dirt is great therapy. It's a wonderful feeling to take a piece of bare ground and turn it into a lush vegetable garden or maybe planting a new flower bed in front of the house, and no matter where we've lived I've always tried to plant something.
I owe my love of gardening to my Mother. I can't ever remember a time in my life when we didn't have veggies growing and flowers everywhere, and over the years she's given me a lot of wonderful advice and ideas for my own gardens and I love her for passing on her passion to me.
This post is part of the "On My Mind" feature over at Down To Earth .