The flowers are sparser this season than usual and my photos not as sharp or studied.
I see the weeds growing and part of me doesn't care anymore. I won't use Round-up, a despicable poison that should be banned, so unless I get out there on my knees, the weeds will take over.
I don't know at this point how much damage will be done to the lawn or gardens, so I am just doing as little upkeep as necessary.
|So I haven't roto-tilled or planted any veggies|
Which means tapping the home equity.
I wonder if we had known, would we have installed a new railing? Our friends said we overpaid for that, and that didn't make me too happy. Whether we did or not, it was not good to hear. But we have a railing, should we decide to sell, that would be required.
|The new railing - so now our guests will not complain.|
|The Hostas waiting for the deer to munch on|
|The Mountain Laurel are just beginning to bloom|
|This is where they want to put the new leach field -it|
is up the hill, above the septic tank
It means clearing trees and putting in a pump system
Can we say ca-ching?
|I've gotten rid of some of my potted cacti - |
too much hauling in and out every winter and spring
|The trips to the garden shop have been fewer as well|
Why is gardening becoming a domain
of the privileged and well-to-do?
|It is often an idyllic setting - rustic and rough around|
the edges - certainly not perfect