(Sorry picture is fuzzy – I don’t have the original….)
In the past ten days our yard has gone from the scourge of the neighborhood to the envy of everyone. I don’t chop too much down in the fall on the theory that the old stalks and leaves hold onto water and protect the spring buds. (I don’t know if this is actually true, but I cling to it… especially since I have trouble getting motivated for autumn gardening.) YA and I have gotten everything cleaned up, spread about a ton of mulch (well, it feels that way, anyway) and turned our eyesore into a lovely garden. The fact that the daffodils and tulips are in bloom on the boulevard doesn’t hurt!
As we’ve been working, I been looking at some of the plants that I’ve been lucky to receive from baboons on the trail. Lovely hostas in the backyard from PJ, raspberry canes from Linda, a massive hosta display on the front boulevard from our tim and, of course, my lovely Prairie Smoke from LJB. It’s made me think that although our baboon troop was initially brought together by music, we’ve also bonded over gardening. Helping out PJ with her garden after the accident, the great chainsaw gathering at Steve’s, filling in Anna’s spot with various plants, Ben bringing us bales and poo, Jim providing seeds and loads of gardening talk over the years.
As always, I’m grateful for all the fabulous friendship over music, books and gardening!
Any gardening projects in store for you?