“ I was a 'big success,' people told me, but the secret I never spoke in reply or anytime was my belief that I had long ago given up on me—the one whom others, in equations of family, love, and work, relied upon—choosing the easy route over a path toward things they don’t necessarily pay you or pat you on the back for.... ”
{ Read More... }“ Once upon a time, a faithless 25-year-old got down on her knees and fashioned her first garden. It was a sorry thing, but also a matter of great pride, this perennial checkerboard imprinted on a sloping bit of ground outside her family’s kitchen door…. ”
{ Read More... }“ As a passionate, hopeful and often self-delusional gardener (the only kind of gardener there is!). I loved this gorgeous book. Margaret Roach writes with intelligence, compassion, and most of all—sanity. Her work is a blessing.” —'Eat, Pray, Love' author Elizabeth Gilbert
“ 'Margaret’s powerful and thought-provoking meditations on nature, time, the seasons, and the challenges of a good deer fence will resonate with you.” —'The Happiness Project' author Gretchen Rubin
“ As I read this witty, revealing, sometimes poetic confessional I felt I understood for the first time what a garden could be—a work of art, a source of pleasure and solace, an object of beauty, a provider of nourishment. And why Margaret calls the plot she tends ‘my monster.’ This is the story of a real relationship: Margaret and her garden, a love story. ” —'The Vegetarian Epicure' author Anna Thomas
How did I go from She Who Lives in the World to She Who Lives
in the Woods?

I spent 15 years in the crazy ad agency biz before landing a dream job as a global marcom director for one of GE’s insurance companies. That was before a tumor in my spinal chord ruptured and left me a qualiplegic. So I had to walk a way but I am a better man for it today.
Thanks for saying hello, Patrick. I just had a visit to your site and it seems as if you have not let any limitations limit the importance of gardening in your life, nor your connection to it. Beautiful. (And 15 window boxes? Yikes.)
@ Patrick
I just went to your site as well and read your story. You seem like a dear man who continues to reach out to others through his gardening (I have bookmarked you!). As a fellow Master Gardener, I have long been intrigued by how gardens can inspire, heal, and reach others — regardless of physical (or other) limitations. So I am inspired by your story. Personally, I think you should write a book on therapeutic gardening. (Don’t you love being told what to do!) There is so much potential and need for research and writing in this area. Although circumstances are different, all of us must face the reality that someday we will all go down the path of declining health and/or physical ability. Adaptive gardening is a “hot topic.”
Sending good thoughts your way!
Just found you on the web and am going to order your book.I love to garden and
have often thought that if I had left my work in the medical field and gone to a
horticultural school, that I would have been sooo much happier in my work. I am
retired now and love to get out in the yard and “dig” and pull. The feel of the
soil is truly theraputic. I will always take The Road Less Traveled from now on.
Hi, Susan, and so glad you did find me! Stupid as it sounds, I didn’t know there were horticultural schools when I was in high school/seeking a college etc. It was much later when I put 2 and 2 together about the botanical sciences and horticulture and so on, and that there were possibilities for me in them. Not a day goes by when i don’t wish I had the education I would have gotten on that track — being self-taught has its limitations!
I thank you, I have found myself wanting to leave my job in health care after 30 years and raising children. I love to garden, the beach , so my garden is near the beach… I love to write and kayak. I find myself saying if only I could just do these things ..I would be happy. I have four more years to my pension. I feel empty without the hope of having creativity in my daily life. I want to go into my garden or head out on my kayak and feel like its only been 15 min………when its really three hours. You are a true inspiration and a welcomed contributor to my dream.
Thank you Mary, and happy new year. Love hearing your story, and imagining your life near the shore. Hope to see you soon again this year.
Just wanted to let you know I loved your book, it’s a great book for anyone leaving there job and find themselves with OK now what. I really loved the part about the open schedule I really LMAO because that was me. You are really an inspiration for me to just keep planting and get past the snakes. I moved to an acre in the desert and wow where to start and what to plant can’t wait. Thanks for all you information.
Your book is delightful!
I wanted to head for the country many years ago but my city-bred family out-voted me so I had to wait til the children were grown and my husband of over 45 years was gone before I headed for my peaceful place. The old bones don’t allow me to do all I would like, but I DO have my roses and irises, a raised-bed organic vegetable garden, my compost, my worm condo, my dwarf fruit trees along with blueberries and strawberries and my darling little Welsh corgi (dog) to herd me in the right direction. In winter, quilting keeps me busy and happy.
I feel blessed right now at a time in my life when I thought I’d find myself a heartbroken useless widow. Instead, I’m busier than ever with my quilts and country life and yet I’ve found some peace in my sunset years and I’m even eating healthier than ever.
I’m glad you found yours.
Thanks, Quiltbea; how kind of you. I love the image of you being herded around by that Corgi! (Hilarious dogs.) Very nice-sounding world there indeed. See you soon again.
we are still inspired by your story – and your beautiful blog.
thank you.
for living out loud.
_tg x
Margaret, your wonderful book has hit the jugular of baby boomers like me who are angsting not whether to be free of the gilded corporate cage, but when. For me, I literally have drreams of windsurfing, my lifelong passion that is continually denied me by work and geography.
One big issue for me, at age 51, is what to do about health insurance if I am to live my dream and bolt from the corporate life after 30 years. How do you deal with that? A high-deductible policy? No insurance at all? This is related to the larger issue of income. How much is enough to live a modest lifestyle in the country until social security, 401K proceeds and family inheritances kick in in another decade or two?
Your memoir is beautifully rendered — a book I couldn’t put down until I reached the end. Thanks for sharing your story.
Oh, Margaret, (using your first name seems natural after just finishing your amazing book and quickly thinking of you as friend, family, fellow garden and cat lover.) I do not even have words to describe the positive effect your words have had on me. And now to be directed to your websites…well, just a bit of heaven on earth.
At 67 and recovering from a knee replacement (did not go well) I was mopping a bit at the restrictions of infirmity and age. As our ridiculously mild winter and early signs of spring here in the Chicago area are causing strong flashes of “go plant something” throughout my being, your book did NOT help but was just what I needed to instill hope.
I look forward to many visits here. Thank you for sharing your amazing story.
Hi, Windserf. I bought insurance through my local Chamber of Commerce group, since I am still working though self-employed through my own business. Thank you for your very kind words.
You too, Kate; how very kind. So glad you found the websites (and like me are going to “go plant something” — always helps!).
Margaret,
Just finished your book. Couldn’t put it down. It reminded me of myself in a way ans made me understand some things. Several years ago, my husband died suddenly and my parents died shortly after that. I have one son who lived along way from me. One morning I just callled him up to find me a house. Sure did suprise him and me .too. So I quit my job (hair dresser) of 32 years, sold the farm and my husbands buffalos I was trying to take care of, the house and many vehicles. Hired a moving van for furniture,put a few things in the car and Rowdy(my husbands blue heeler dog)and away I went to a house I hadn’t seen and a small town. I left Lubbock, Texas and arrived in North Dakota on Mothers Day 2010. Took three days of driving. Longest trip I ever made by myself so I was very apprehensive. I had started the Bird Biology class from Cornell. I sat on the floor and studied until my furniture arrived. I felt free and like a big burden was lifted from my shoulders. Even the harsh winter didn’t bother me. It is one hour to walmarts! Fargo is three hours away. For some odd reason I don’t even miss shopping. Loved your version of the country haircut!
tried one this week and all I wanted was a trim but it is so short, I look like a porcupine when I wake up in the morning. If you are ever this direction(New Rockford) stop in at my sons bakery for a cup of coffee and doughnut. Look forward to your web site.
Judith
Just finished your wonderful book at 0345AM woke early well rested after gardening yesterday, not at all disturbed to be awake at this hour, something I got from reading the book about sleep and angst. Anyway only had a few pages left to read had been saving it knowing your book would end too soon. And so it ended, but not without gardening some peace into this 50 year old, that I had become untethered from, it is all marked up with underlining, lines upon lines that I identified with and a joy to read. Thanks for sharing your world. I had skipped gardening for several years and began early this year and I find that I am not keeping/tending the garden it is, as I allow is keeping/tending me, opening me. And your book, “and I shall have some peace there,” is rich compost for the soul.
And then I read this poem by Dorothy Parker entitled Lullaby
Sleep, pretty lady, the night is enfolding you;
Drift, and so lightly, on crystalline streams.
Wrapped in its perfumes, the darkness is holding you;
Starlight bespangles the way of your dreams.
Chorus the nightingales, wistfully amorous:
Blessedly quiet, the blare of the day.
All the sweet hours may your visions be glamorous-
Sleep, pretty lady, as long as you may.
Sleep, pretty lady, the night shall be still for you;
Silvered and silent, it watches you rest.
Each little breeze, in its eagerness, will for you
Murmur the melodies ancient and blest.
So in the midnight does happiness capture us;
Morning is dim with another day’s tears.
Give yourself sweetly to images rapturous-
Sleep, pretty lady, a couple of years.
Sleep, pretty lady, the world awaits day with you;
Girlish and golden, the slender young moon.
Grant the fond darkness its mystical way with you:
Morning returns to us ever too soon.
Roses unfold, in their loveliness, all for you:
Blossom the lilies for hope of your glance.
When you’re awake, all the men go and fall for you-
Sleep, pretty lady, and give me a chance.
((Funny to me when keeping peace with myself it spills over to others and being single, that none partnered state, so many inquiring mines like to question me about, is a none issue, peace is a great soul mate and you get the whole world as a lover.))
Waiting on your next book or next sharing of where life leads you. Thanks again for the inspiration.
Thanks, Bruce, and also Judith. Not sure where these lovely and very kind comments were hiding all this time! Sometimes the technology hides things from me, I think. :) I am really touched that you have shared your stories in return. Beautiful.
Dear Margaret
Just to say that I have come back from holiday having read your marvelous book ‘and I shall have some peace there’. I read it in 3 sittings and have made notes on some of the many powerful things you had to say. I loved it and although I don’t want to to lend MY copy out (I am selfish with my favourite books), I am telling my friends all about it. best wishes Helen
Thank you, Helen. So nice of you to help spread the word!
I came across your book by means of an email promotion from Peaceful Valley Farms last Saturday morning and after a week of self-reflection about where I am in my life and where I really want to be, I took this as a sign. I quickly went to my local library and happily found a copy of your book on the shelf. I spent the weekend fully engrossed in your book and came out with a new perspective on my life and a knowing that I am not the only one dealing with the internal conflict of just working to make money and doing what I really want to do in life. I am self-employed and run my own architectural design business. I started doing this over 10 years ago as a step to becoming more in charge of my life, like others I also don’t like people telling me what to do. Although it has become very successful and the income is more than I imagined it would be, it is not fullfilling anymore and I feel I am just working for the money. Even though I have the freedom to pretty much do whatever I want to do, I find myself unhappy and unfulfilled most days. I hoften have the same feeling that I might dry up and blow away some day if I continue down this path. I am happily married, have two kids and am extremely blessed with a supportive wife. I am fulfilled with that part of my life, but need to be doing something that has purpose and is rewarding to me, something that makes a difference. My life’s passion is also gardening, more like organic farming, and my dream is to move from Connecticut to Vermont and run a small organic farm. I want to get away from the rat race of my day to day life and be out in nature, working the land. No meetings, no deadlines, no unreasonable clients who want it yesterday, no 14 hour days in the office. My yoga is also gardening (funny I just said that to someone on the Friday before I read your book) and I do it at the end of the day, when I can, to relax and rejuvinate. I have been on a mission these past several years to grow as much of our own organic food as I can and being a family of vegetarians this has been an experience that has been both rewarding and humbling. My dream is to take this to the next level, to live out in the country in natura and grow food. Your book, although a little different than my situation, had the same meaning for me. It was an inspsiration for finding myself again and living with purpose. Thank you for sharing your story!! Rob
An email telling me that a new blog from Katrina brings me happiness. It forces me to slow the speed of life down in order to breath in new awareness, insight, and inspiration so that I can begin again with new appreciation of what I already have.
Owning a book you recommend would be great! Hope to be reading Happier at Home!
Hi, Laurel. Katrina makes me happy, too!
So nice of you to say hello, Rob, and share your tender story. Thank you.
Hi Margaret – I just recently purchased your book and I am really enjoying it! Unlike you, I was “kicked out” of the corporate world after a 32 year career in banking via “downsizing” Gardening had always been my favorite pass time, however now that I have the time, bad knees are keeping me from participating at the moment. So I will garden vicariously through you until I get back on my knees, so to speak. I love your website and enjoyed your lecture when you came to Baltimore and spoke to the Maryland Horticultural Sociaty. Keep doing what you do!
Hi,
It was a great slide presentation and talk at the Woodstock garden club. So much so, I bought your book and enjoy reading it. I transformed myself from a flatlander to a local in Woodstock and found love in gardening.
Though, unlike you, I was not a great success in the career ladder, I also lived and worked in New York 32 years. ( coincident), and in 50 something, exiled to create a new landscape in my life. Funnily enough, my late father back in Japan in the late 60s became a serious organic farmer wanted cure the world with confry. In his death bed, he confessed that he was happiest in the last 15years of his life.
Nevertheless, I loved your sense of humor in language in your garden.
Thanks, Tomoko. How nice of you to share your story — and I had a great time in Woodstock. What a beautiful spot, and a great group! Nice of you to say hello.
Hi, Cathy. How nice of you to come say hi, too. Baltimore was a really lively group — what a turnout. You must have some serious gardeners down that way! :) Hope to see you again.