The thermometer has relentlessly topped the hundred degree mark day after day. Rain has been scarce. Garden hoses have been used for deep, overnight irrigation once a week. Shudder to think of the water bill. No matter. When a drought and hellish temperatures are combined, there's little hope for many plants. Unless, of course, they're natives like the ones on this picture. The monardas have been laughing at the scorching sun. The amsonias are fresh green and breezy under the hammer of Vulcan and the phlox, albeit a hybrid, is still a native, cooling the garden with her snow-white pom-poms. All this accompanied by a multitude of bees, butterflies, goldfinches, hummingbirds. Natives rule!
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Sunday, July 1, 2012
NOW is the time to enjoy what's out there... Sit down, take a deep breath and look around you... Don't worry about the weeds that need to be pulled, the edges that need to be dug, the spent blooms that need deadheading. Just breathe... Inhale... Exhale... It's summer... It won't last forever except in your memory.
- Moorestown, New Jersey, United States
- Let's talk about our gardens. Let's talk about all the flowers and critters that thrive within the confines of our personal paradises. Let's talk about those we love and love us back, although once in a while they scratch us and make us bleed a little. Just to remind us that we are alive. Those roses and cats and people that thrive in our gardens... How important... How important they are...
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