Welcome to the Garden Bubble
What happens in the bubble garden?
In that small sphere of beauty drifting through a black hole?
Come find out.
The garden in this blog was built as a refuge during adversity and illness. It was built looking for joy – we dug deep into the soil as we were trying to find it. It is – in the words of one of the children who live in it – ‘the safe place’. The bubble. It is built by a family, with the help of more family, in memory of family lost – in soil other families have cultivated before us. It is full of history – and yet – art in the form of a garden is short-lived, ever dying. Thankfully. For in a garden death is fertilizer – it feeds life.
Have you googled ‘garden inspiration’ and then flipped through all the images? Are you dreaming about a greenhouse? Do you like tomatoes? Do you keep a list of the birds in your back yard? Do you want to know about moths? Have you suffered burn out? Or – are you simply curious what happens when two people who spent years doing fieldwork in ecology and biology – on three continents – are suddenly chained by illness to one small plot in southern Sweden? This garden is a garden built as a safe place to isolate – long before Covid. Through it we prove to ourselves that we are lucky after all.
Our latest posts
This morning it was painful to expose bare hands to the wet and wind. We did some work in the garden anyway. But it’s the kind of day when it doesn’t even help being a nerd (normally, if you’re a nerd it makes sense to you to keep on doing what you love even ifContinue reading “Terrible weather, new anemones and a serious bulb mishap.”
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