History

As early as 1980, when I would toss hay bales over the farm fence to feed the livestock, calves, horses, and whatever else needed to nibble, as they wandered the hillside pature, the beauty of the view would catch my breath and fire up my imagination anew. I would take a few minutes, lean on the fence and dream of a beautiful hillside garden. I could envision lilies, roses,, lilacs, every possible colorful bloom came alive....
As I wound along the path of life, my dream began to unfold. Spring of 1998 was the year the little garden house arrived, and raspberry canes were the first to be planted 'on the hill'! A friend wanted 'those' awful raspberry canes removed from her yard...I spent an afternoon digging them, loading, and delivering and the next afternoon planting the canes on a new homesite. That being the beginning...of....
Raspberry Hill Gardens.  The hill became the home for many more residents of beauty...and so many wonderful hours in 'the garden'.....
Over the years, past.....amongst the petals and leaves, the ring of laughter, a funny story of the now and the past, dreams of the future, catchup with family and friends and even tears, sad and happy tears shared with so many, treasures beyond words.
This all shared with a few wild critters that dare to tread upon my territory, singing of happy birds in springtime, rustle of the leaves in the quiet of an afternoon, fireflies, the golden wave of the neighbors wheat fields.....this all to be viewed in the beauty of Gods sunset.....
Not to forget the brightness of the city lights so close yet so far....in the distance.
The Gift....Today....Thank You....for being a part of the beauty & the life that lives here on ...RASPBERRY HILL.....