...Mud, and moss, and mess, oh my. But also spring flowers!!! I want flowers. I want grass. Nope. I've got moss. It's pretty. Beautiful in fact, but it ain't flowers. This seems a simple enough goal, but then, you don't know my gardening history. :( The phrase, "shrinking violets"applies to a plant's reaction to seeing me in a garden center. I think the violets can smell the death.
I started
raking leaves, which led to tripping on the patio pavers, which led to pulling
them all up, which led to grading, re-paving, decorating, planting plants, creating a focal point, which led to tearing down
an unsightly tree house, to finally
looking back at my patio, remembering my purpose here and…
It all began harmlessly enough. My goal: Clean up the patio
so I could sit and read a cozy mystery or a sweet romance novel in relative comfort on our on-again-off-again
temperate spring days. I live in Virginia and Wednesday saw a 30 degree
temperature change in about three hours. Next week? Who knows? Maybe 90s? So I’ve
got to take advantage of the temperate days while we’ve got them.
So I started tackling the seating area in the back. It’s
like the children’s story, “If you Give a Mouse a Cookie”. Do you know it?
Well, this mouse starts out just wanting a cookie, then wanting milk, then
wanting to draw a picture for the front of the fridge, etc., etc.
I started
raking leaves, which led to tripping on the patio pavers, which led to pulling
them all up, which led to grading, re-paving, decorating, planting plants, creating a focal point, which led to tearing down
an unsightly tree house, to finally
looking back at my patio, remembering my purpose here and…
Today, it’s raining. Oh well, why don’t you check out one of our Classic and Cozy writers,
and enjoy them outside while the temperate spring days last. I sure wish I could.
