I love blisters. I absolutely adore them. I enjoy the painful sting when they get wet in the shower. Why you ask? Because the only time I am fortunate enough to receive them is if I’ve spent countless hours outdoors.
It’s that time of winter where gardeners everywhere are enjoying bulbs they’ve forced- or they are forcing some right now. We all need to see a little green that isn’t Poinsettia related to remind us that spring will come.
Well, Dan has nixed Poppy, Marigold, Zinnia and Larkspur as possibilities for a girl’s name. He hated the idea of Carolus Linnaeus for a boy… Help us, please.
It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you sooner, I simply didn’t have the energy…
Honestly, I’m not the biggest Solidago fan. It’s not because I think it causes hay fever, I know Ragweed is the evildoer… Mainly, I think my dislike comes from… Well, I’m just not that into anything gold… As a blonde, …
We don’t need no water, let the Staghorn Sumac burn!
I know it got cold last night and they called for frost- And instead of bringing any of my tenders or tropicals in, I decided to go a different route. I prayed.
For years I wouldn’t let Dan bring me flowers, I prefer my own and… He’d get it wrong and bring me Alstroemeria or something…
I’m planting 2 kinds of VERY bossy grasses in a small, built-in planter box in my front yard… Which do you think will win?
August is a tough time for garden, it’s too soon for fall faves like Asters, Mums and Kale but the summer stuff is…frankly, pooped.
It seems I have a hornet nest within my garage walls. That wouldn’t be so bad, except the entrance is right next to the hose spigot. That’s right, it’s an accident waiting to happen.