A couple of days had cooled down enough for me to get out in the garden and start weeding. I tell you, if weeds were desirable, I would have the best garden ever! Actually the garden beds themselves aren’t too bad, the weeds are all at the edges of the beds, in between the edging and the walkway and along the driveway. I can never get over the fact that I weed my driveway! I was able to weed the entire foundation garden and also the Hydrangea , Hosta, and Lenten Roses along the driveway.
When that was done I started the next morning in a shade garden outside the shed. Again the weeds were in the crevices where it meets with the driveway, (big weeds). The garden itself has a Crape Myrtle, Japanese Boxwood, Hosta, Ladies Mantle, and more Lenten Rose. While working there I planted a new Columbine, (one of my 60 cent bargains from Kroger!) I was going to put it with the other Columbines in the front, but decided a batch in this garden would be pretty.
The Crape Myrtles, we have around 10, are shedding bark. They do this every year, but this year seems extreme. I continued cleaning up by picking up all the shed bark and, great idea, put it in the fire pit! I went to one more shade garden, with the Astilbe and cleaned up the bark from that Crape Myrtle. While there, I decided it was a good place to put my new gnome!
My cousin C(2) brought this newcomer to me! I’ve been thinking of a name and right away I thought of Daisy because of the flower on the end of its hat. Boring and not a lot of thought, so I nixed it. The more I look at this gnome, I can’t decide if it is a boy or a girl. I thought it might be gay, with the cute little smile but then I thought of the new description that’s out there called, “non binary.” My understanding is that people that call themselves this, don’t identify as male or female. What??? I get the transgender thing, but not identifying as male or female is just too much for me! Anyway see for yourself, here’s a couple of pics and also a deck planting that I threw some Zinnia seeds in and Ginger that I planted from a root given to me in a class at the botanical gardens.