Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Slave to My Garden

I'm a Slave to my Garden—but how did Google know this? Imagine my surprise when I decided to blog today about my hobby (which has me totally consumed, I mean, OBSESSED with my garden)--AND Google has a green-garden-theme going on, as well!


I can't go a day without looking for a plant to rescue. Poor purple coneflower? Check! Rotting Rudbeckia? Oh, yeah! Cooked coreopsis? Uh-huh! I'm a little partial to perennials, but I'm not a snob to annuals either. Zapped zinnias? Right! Marginal marigolds? Can do. Pitiful portulaca? Sure, why not?


Give me your poor, your wilted, your dried up, your cast-offs. I will dead-head, prune, fertilize, plant, pray and water them all. I am not picky, but I do love a good bargain—which is why I lurk around those $3, $5 and $7 bins.


There's something about July, besides it being our daughter, Katie's birthday and my parent's anniversary (both, July 14th) that makes me want to be outside, in the middle of my garden. Of course, I'm out there earlier than July, like, in the spring, planting herbs. A little later, it's vegetables. Then comes the flowers.


Our budget is blown on potting soil, peat moss, perlite, Miracle-Gro, water (as in the water bill), more pots, more yard d├ęcor and more tools. But I am HAPPY!!! And don't even get me started on the 10,000 plus photographs I've taken this year. And tomorrow, once again, I'll start my rescue mission.


Happy Gardening to You and Yours, Worldwide!