These are really only impressive to me, so don't feel the need to do anything more than nod and smile. I have actually done very little beyond rake and clean up the mess I left last November.
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Muriel, finally with a home of her own. My one true accomplishment this Spring. |
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Tarragon and chives survived the winter in a pot?? |
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Oh. My. God. First asparagus spears. |
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Lenny and Squiggy. |
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The glory of the compost heap, courtesy of Mulch Boy. |
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Coneflowers survived the winter! |
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Mint volunteers from the post of lemongrass,
transplanted to the mojito garden. |
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So many buried rocks. |
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Side bed, waking up for Spring. |
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Margaret guarding the strawberry bed. |
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Strawberry bed. |
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Excavation along the driveway. These lovely cobbles
were completely buried. |
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Big driveway bed. Everything survived the winter, except... |
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...the lamp post, blown over in the recent high winds.
Don Iguana's clematis, however, survived. |
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Lester, Guardian of the Blackberries. Okay, I did plant these blackberry canes a friend gifted me. |
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More excavation. |
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Spring in the front yard. |
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More Spring in the front yard. |
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Street corner bed with new plantings! All last year's additions
appear to have survived except the English daisies and Francis,
although I have not given up hope. Also the Irish and Scottish
moss seem... questionable. |
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But check out the new stuff! |
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I always, ALWAYS, wanted a rock garden with sedums. Is it finally happening? |
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Also a few various creeping thymes, and those lilies are volunteers. |
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Seen from the other side. |
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The hopeful hell strip. The eight black-eyed Susans I planted
last year (after decimating every other living thing by hand)
all appear to have survived. Now they need to act like black-
eyed Susans and take over the area. I just added some of the
creepy sedum and a creeping thyme to help. |
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Looking back. |
RIP FRANCIS
ReplyDeleteYOU DON"T KNOW THAT, BRINNANY! He may still come back!
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