Let me start by letting you know most of my photos in this post aren’t as good as they could be. I’ve no idea why, but sometimes that’s the way it goes.
If you garden, you know how spring is. It brings on a lot all at once…green buds and blooms, weeds and more weeds, new plants to buy, seeds to plant, dead plants to dig up, plants to trim, and so forth. I’m living on the “planet of spring” right now, and my to-do list is a mile long. (For you who still have cold weather, spring is coming to your doorstep so that you can be overwhelmed too. It’s just a bit delayed for you.)
I type this with blue paint-covered hands having just painted the little cart you see below. This cart is the one I will use to hold free plants in my front yard when the time comes. (Scratched off of my to-do list.)
I also planted a peach tree (photo below) yesterday. I am extremely excited about this particular tree. It’s a Bonanza II, a genetic dwarf. I drove an hour and twenty minutes to pick it up as I couldn’t buy it locally. A lot of research went into deciding this was the peach tree for me. Deciding factors were 1) I have limited space & sun for a tree, 2) It grows well in north Texas, 3) It’s small enough for me to easily prune, plus I can cover it with netting to keep the birds and squirrels off of it. (Also scratched off of my list of things to do.)
Below is my dead Pennisetum alopecuroides ‘Hamelin’ – Dwarf Fountain Grass. I have another dead one just like it that needs to be pulled up. (Item #1 on my new to-do list.) What a drag! I can’t seem to get ornamental grasses to grow well for me.
In contrast to the dead fountain grass, this little native sedge (Carex texenis) below is growing gang-busters. I didn’t plant it, but it grows all over the yard. It reminds me of a little of a rabbit’s tail. Pam Penick blogs about Carex texenis in this post: http://www.penick.net/digging/?p=15271 She likes it too.
Need some weeds? I have plenty to share with you. Every time I bend over in the backyard, I’ve made it a habit to pull a weed. Of course, that’s not enough. I need to get out there and spend a day at it. (#2 on my to-do list.) I’ll let you use your imagination as to what my weeds look like.
What you are looking at below is a circular planting of what I think are daffodils (along with weeds) that have never bloomed since I moved here. The biggest mystery about these daffs isn’t what color they might be if they bloomed, but rather why anyone would plant them in the middle of the yard directly in the path to the shed. Makes no sense. I need to dig them up and move them. (Added to my to-do list as #3.)
Below is my dead-on-arrival RazzMatazz grape purchased from Gurney’s, a mail order nursery. Gurney’s had a sale so I paid half price. I am so very disappointed. I knew it was dead when I opened the box. The roots were dry, and the branches were not supple. Never-the-less, I soaked it and planted it as instructed. I’m just waiting until March 22nd, (30 days) when I can call Gurney’s (To-do item #4) and ask for a refund. I’m pretty certain they will ask me to take a credit, but I don’t want one. I want my money back.
Finished painting the shelf made into a tuteur (below) and have it ready for a vine, but I have second thoughts regarding growing the star/confederate jasmine I already have on it. Confederate jasmine gets pretty big and truly needs an arbor or fence. I’ll have to find or grow another vine for it.
And finally, one last project I need to work on. (Photo below.) I went to a preview of our town’s local auction last Sunday and saw this iron table set. I’ve been wanting an outdoor table set to create a seating area on my ugly concrete slab in the backyard.
Despite the rust, the set appeared in fairly good shape with the exception of one chair missing an arm. I placed an absentee bid because I had things to do, and felt sure I wouldn’t win. My bid was extremely low. Well, what do you know? They called me and told me to come pick it up. (The auction staff hinted the auction didn’t go well because no one bid high on anything.) Now I need to scrape the old paint off, put a phosphoric acid rust inhibitor like this one on it, and then paint it. (To-do list item #5)
I will end this post with a question…Do you think gardening is an addiction?
I was talking to one of my daughters about how many people I know my age who have substance addictions. (No judgment here.) I told her I felt like the odd one out.
Her response was that we all have flaws and that my addictions happen to be gardening and houses. (She has a degree in sociology.) So, what do you think? Fifty years ago, gardening wouldn’t be considered an addiction. I never thought of it as a real addiction, but maybe it is? Your opinion is welcomed.