Earthy, muddy, sandy, gritty, worm-laden dirt.
I love it.
Due to our
ungodly excitingly long soccer season and the fact that on occasion that we try to have a life outside of our boring busy life, my flower beds have been neglected. I remedied that situation this past weekend.
I was a hoeing ho. A bitch with the pitchfork. Me and my rake, we shaked and baked. (thank you, Ricky Bobby)
Okay, I’m done now. Sorry.
Anyway, this weekend I worked my ass off in my gardens. I weeded, planted, sowed, watered, clipped, trimmed and sweated like I had a glandular problem. I managed to plant three climbing vines: Fuschia, Trumpet vine, and Lady Bank’s Rose as well as some Lantana.
I also sowed the seeds of love with some Bachelor’s Buttons, English Daisies, Poppies, Snapdragons, Hollyhocks, Sweet Williams (much nicer than Mean Williams) and other assorted wildflowers.
I can’t wait until they start blooming. Hopefully soon I can
brag about show you some lovely pictures of the fruit of my labor.
Do you think I could bribe you to come do my yard next? ;)Can’t wait to see the photos of all that hard work in bloom.
Wow! Color me impressed. It’s about all I can do to keep the lawn mowed, much less design a whole English country garden. Sounds like you’ve picked some gorgeous things to plant, though. My lilacs (planted by the previous homeowner) are just starting to bloom, and making me unbelievably happy.
I love me some Lantana. Rock on, flower child, rock on.