Gardening in the Spring

So, it's already noon and I'm still lounging in my robe. Guess that's why I always stay up late on Sunday nights. Not a good way to start the week. The yard still has more weeds than grass. As much as I love being outside, the job seems overwhelming at times. I just have to keep thinking about how much I love looking at my accomplishment once the job is done.

As I look outside right now, my salvia/sage are twice as big as they were last Sunday. My lilacs have finished blooming and the wind has blown what’s left of the blooms all over the patio. I took out 2 rose bushes and still have the bruises to prove it. The grass is in need of fertilizer/weed kill and won’t be green until next month. That’s the thing about Bermuda, it’s the last to green and the first to brown. I’ve taken the fake pointsettias out but haven’t put any real plants in. Maybe I’ll just put in some fake daisies. I’m sure the neighbors talk about the lady with the fake plants in the front yard!

I think I spend more time on this blog trying to figure out how to do it. Since I post maybe once a week, I have to relearn what I learned last week. I really need one of my children to tutor me. Any takers. . . . ?

I have enabled comments so please feel free to send any advice you may have! I need all I can get. Try to send tips on “easy care, low moisture requirements”. And things I don’t have to plant new every year!

Till next time.

Fun on Sunday

Glen is in Austin for a few days. I'm on my own. So much I'd love to do, but can't decide which one to do first. I've taken a walk. Haven't done that in a while. The weeds have overtaken the back yard. When others have a green thumb, mine seems to be brown. Weeds love my back yard!

So--- that's what I'm going to do. PULL THEM.

You know, I can go through the day just thinking about doing things, letting time get by me, and never accomplishing anything. Then, the guilt hits and I admonish myself for having wasted so much time. Today, I'll forgive myself for being non productive so far.

I miss you all.

First Blog - a new venture

I've just finished reading my child's blog about her adventure in Kyoto. My daughter, Sarah, is absolutely awesome! She's a free spirit, which often scared the hell out of me. She's 29 and my youngest - I still call her my baby. What mother doesn't call her youngest her baby. Wow, I guess I'm showing my age - or maybe not. But you can probably guess it. I still make her give me all the info about, well, about everything. Sometimes I realize it's TMI. (to much info). I found I get a lot of that now that all my children are adults. Do I really want to know what they did when they were STILL AT HOME!? They're still alive so I guess it's not to important anymore. But that's another story.
Now I have to figure out how to get this word out. My next thing will be attempting to put pics in.

My quote for the day: "Growing old is not for sissies"