There are new signs of life in the garden, PLUS, I haven't gotten my neck wrung yet. Lawrence prefers an uncluttered landscaping look, whereas I would rather have stuff growing in every possible square inch - where plants are concerned, "uncluttered" to me means "empty".
So at this point, in making incremental improvements to the landscaping, I have to walk the fine line of spousal approval. Here's another addition I made last week, with the old adage in mind, "it's easier to get forgiveness than permission":
Anyway, we have tomatoes and tomato cages and other stuff ready and it's almost time for us to excavate the lettuce and put those in... maybe next weekend.
So at this point, in making incremental improvements to the landscaping, I have to walk the fine line of spousal approval. Here's another addition I made last week, with the old adage in mind, "it's easier to get forgiveness than permission":
...in a most outrageous pink form. I didn't think they'd survive the hard freezes - you can see the damage to the leaves. |
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