My mother did some gardening, but not a lot – the occasional rose bush but it was never a grand passion. She never asked me to help with anything in the yard, not even raking in the fall. None of my grandparents had the gardening bug either, so I’m not sure where I got the flower fever.
My plan of more flowers/less grass has pretty much come to fruition – there is hardly any grass left in the front. Although the more flowers/less grass situation does come with an unforeseen circumstance – mulch! We use a lot.
And in the more interesting turn of events, YA has made it clear that SHE is in charge of the mulch. She has opinions about what kind is best (cypress), how many bags at a time I should get (definitely 6), where it goes in the yard and who should be putting it down where (I get the boulevard, she gets everywhere else). This year she put down some of that black tarp on the northern side of the front yard and covered it with mulch as well.
Now we’re waiting for mulch to be re-stocked at the nursery – they were out yesterday morning – the latest repercussion of shelter-in-place – lots more folks are gardening!
Any gardening surprises for you this year?