9 posts tagged “our garden”
Drove almost to Wisconsin to our 2 y.o. nephew's birthday party and his bro's baptism dinner. ZOMG! Top down in the Mustang through the country was awesome. Spouse picked up his aunt in his car as we couldn't all fit n the 'stang.
Got great gas mileage even for an 8 cylinder stick!
I am totally needing a shower.
I'm afraid things are not great across the way. A shady tree that filtered the sunlight for the courtyard's southern exposure was removed after it died but nothing replaced it. Now the tulips are faring poorly. The too-cold weather is not helping either and the hostas are taking a beating. Compare them to our four varieties of hostas in the semi-shade.
Did you know that there are hundreds of varieties of hostas and the are named sort of like show dogs only with flower-science sounding names? Too much info?
Our hostas do not like the cold any more than than the poor tulips but they are faring better with the shade of the crab apple tree.
Picture time!
Hostas variety in back of house~ 05.16.08, all the way in back, not looking so good are Obdulatta Hostas, In the very front middle, Patriot, extreme rgt. middle is a Halcion, near rgt and mid-left are Loyalist Hostas.
Poor, Poor, struggling neighbour's/courtyard tulips and over-sunned hostas, with Pechysandra groundcover in back I feel badly every time I look across from my deck to the other side of the courtyard between our and the next building. :(

This is the one is in the front yard. It’s a beautiful tree in front of an unsightly background of 1. parking lot w/cars and 2. red brick building, approximately of the same shade of red as the leaves on the tree.
Love the tree though. When we move away however, spouse is likely to leave it behind as he did last time we moved. We’ve “visited” the other Japanese Maple that he planted at our old place and it’s doing well–the gardeners haven’t killed it yet.
...was a beautiful day.
Had some errands and went top-down, enjoying every wind-blown minute.
Came home and really didn't want to stay inside with such bright and inviting weather so I went out back and re-potted a house plant--actually the snake plant cutting that I'd taken from my folk's house last April. It wasn't getting enough drainage so spouse bought it a new pot and hopefully it will thrive. I'm a bit nervous as my father has proclaimed that he wishes to kill the very large "mother" plant which was bought by my high school sweetheart for me when it was only about 6" tall. The old fella has never been too keen on caring for plant life or vegetation of any kind for that matter.
While I was outside I had a look at the state of our gardens. The annuals--the begonias in particular are faring very well.
The Impatiens are also looking pretty good.
Sadly, the Brown-eyed Susans are quite dead, awaiting removal by spouse though he says the birds like to eat the seeds so he's leaving the "corpses" out for a bit.
Somewhat neglected for the two weeks we were gone, it seems to have a bit of life left yet.
It rained pretty much all day today so no swimming (boo!) and bleh, flowers in the rain.
For tomorrow we were planning to go mini-golfing as part of Chris's birthday (Monday) and it's supposed to T-Storm in the morning, afternoon, and evening. Bah.
Violet Impatiens, Brown-eyed Susans, Red Begonias
Raven Hates The Rain

Our garden~ Trailing Geranium~ 07.14.07
Yesterday, despite the soaring temperatures outside, I felt like an unbearable, cold awfulness was enveloping me.
Though simplistic sounding, when bad things happen to me the sooner I can get going on something positive--move forward--beyond--the worst thing for me is to be stuck spinning my wheels going 'round and 'round with self-doubt, insecurity, fear---the sooner I can pack things up and move on, the better.
My mind has been racing so I haven't slept much at all in the last 24 hrs.
Replaying and replaying what was one of the biggest left-field occurrences to have happened to me in more than a year.
Reeling, I tried to process it all so I could let it go, move beyond it, but the grip of fear held tight.
Finally, a few hours ago this thing, this ugly good-for-nothing baggage that I was heaving around--I put it down.
I've stopped--for now anyway--trying to figure out why people do the inhumane things they do. I realize that I was let off pretty easy. I've landed on my feet, making a good recovery.
Our front "yard"-- it's a condo so technically, no. Shhh! Don't tell my spouse.
My spouse is a gardener. I like pretty plants & flowers (translation: I am not a gardener) so I'm going to document how "our" garden grows from now through the end of summer. On this first go-round I used my cellphone camera and got the expected results. Hosta plants tend to "pop" so true to form though this is a new bloom it managed to put it's best um, leaves forward.
We live in a two-storey condominium. It's not bad--our place goes the full width of the building--but just the inside walls on in is ours. It's tough on a gardener to not own your own land but my spouse has not been deterred (right down to building little garden walls and having the condo assoc. people have him rip them out. The neighbours were ticked. They love the flowers).
Plants and flowers in the back of the house~




