Things are blooming in my garden finally, and now the blogging ABOUT gardening can begin in earnest. It's been a long time since I've done a gardening post, of course it's been longer in between posts all together. Stinkin' facebook. It's killed my blogging motivation. You can get 5 comments about 1 quick sentence on facebook, as opposed to creating a whole post with pictures, etc. and getting three. Oh well. I gotta' show you my plants. This one above is a heather that I got as an orphan from a neighbor who didn't like it because it attracted too many bees. What? I love bees --the more the better. OK wasps I don't like, and some people can't tell the difference, but I digress.
Inside I've got my seeds started. There's a book I have called A Starter Garden that says it was only after raising plants from seed did the author feel she was a gardener instead of a plant "consumer". I tell you I feel a lot more invested in these guys after raising them from specks than the 3 buck pony pack from you know where. Of course the pony pack ones almost all live...
But these are poppies. All of them. (yay) I even got a few orange ones to sprout --the pink ones are easier from seed. I never see these in pony packs, only 7.oo each pots. OK, I know they won't all live through 2 transplants, but I should get at least 10 or 12 --way more than I can afford otherwise. I still need to go back and replant some more canterberry bells that froze to death last winter. I had a 2 yard square space solidly blue last summer --these flowers are spectaular (look at the picture below of just one bloom --and they make sheets of spikes of blooms), and I NEEEEEED them. I got my little patio poured in the middle of my flower garden at the end of last summer, and I bought my hammock. If I can just get my book of Leslie Norris poetry, and get my bluebells again I will have achieved heaven this summer (without the inconvenience of dying first).
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