It has been a hectic few days in the yard, finally got the slack-yardlady( moi), out to work in her garden. Nice posed shot above , taken by my son, before we got to work kicking some weed-behind in my garden.
Let me tell you folks, it's not pretty...lookee here,
Yes, this is an actual picture of my weed-garden. Sick right, and there is more...
Terrible, downright embarrassing.
Yes, a gardener does live here, but one that should be fired.
Tisktisk, but I do have a few good excuses. See if you buy these..
Torn rotator cuffs, yes TWO torn rotator cuffs( shoulder injuries) , courtesy of Maxine , whose leash is glistening in the sun, and also from packing large heavy paintings.
2nd excuse, bad back.
3rd excuse, chronic hamstring injury.
Do any of those make you understand or feel sorry for me? If not, don't worry, you are in good company as my garden is FED up with me.
I knew it, my garden knew it, my soul/psyche knew it. I HAD to get crackin' out there. And I did.
Plus I was really smart and hired my Hercules older son to help me again.
Thank God for youth and muscles.
Now look at it...
Not many flowers yet, but weeded, and re-mulched. Sore back, sore hands, happier with garden.
Sarah's garden is up front, and do you see the sand-heart I made in there?
Made with the heart rocks from my porch, Edisto beach sand, which was our favorite place, and seashells from Edisto.
I will buy flowers soon for here.
Still considering a new fountain, don't like this one very much. The trumpet vine bloomed a few weeks ago, let me show you how it looked...
Happy trumpet vine over the arbor, which is being invaded by a climbing rose that I can't get rid of.
This climbing rose has been growing ever so secretly inside my trupetvine. I thought I got rid of it 3 years ago. It used to get black spot so bad that I dug it up and got rid of it. Or so I thought.
Roses are sneaky.
Sarah's front garden here has some decor that many would think tacky, but they are ' things' that make me think of her, or make me think she would smile. So in the garden they go. the EB on the sign is for Edisto Beach, a magnet decal they were sold out of when we went here last together. I told her we would get her one next time we went,as they were sold out that day. There was no next time.
Seize the moment people.
On my hands and knees weeding this path for a long time, Maxine was bored, but happy I was outside.
Listened to my fountain trickling while I worked around it. Saw so many of my perennials coming up, good thing.
Birds were chirping and singing all around.
So much more to do, but less now than before.
More flowers I need to plant in all my planters, front and back.
It was close to 85 degrees today, with high humidity. Not much fun outside working when it gets so hot.
My garden likes me more again though, I can tell.