Another year...


Then it rained for 3 weeks. Straight. Seriously. 3 freaking weeks of rain rain rain. And then the sun came out. And so did the weeds. Because, even though it is called "weed and feed", it is no match for rain rain rain and then sun sun sun.
Once again, my garden is in despair. I am so overwhelmed by the weeds and how over grown it is, and how much needs to be dead-headed, that I'm close to going in and out the back door so I don't have to think about it.
But then I remind myself that if I spend an hour a day in the garden, it will look beautiful... by... well... probably in time for the first frost.
But, that's what gardening is all about, right?
This post is dedicated to my mom, who, despite spending countless hours helping me and my garden, still has a big beautiful (thriving) garden of her own. Happy Birthday, Mom! You still manage to amazing me :)











