I grabbed a Gardenburger and fries for lunch on the park bench.

After the long winter, I finally untangled the gardenhose and watered the roses.

The gardenia in the corner of the patio filled the evening air with its sweet fragrance.

She spent the afternoon rearranging the gardenalia she'd collected over the years, from vintage watering cans to ceramic gnomes.

The gardeneress tended the heirloom roses with such care that neighbors came each morning to admire the blossoms.

The gardeneresses worked through the morning to revive the neglected community allotment.

Gardena's annual street fair attracts families from across the South Bay.

I coiled the gardenhoses neatly at the back of the shed after watering the roses.

The cafe's gardenish patio felt like a peaceful retreat in the middle of the city.

She arranged the gardenias in a blue vase and set them on the windowsill where the morning light could catch their glossy petals.