“A garden is always a series of losses set against a few triumphs, like life itself. “
I have the upmost respect for master gardeners. Every year around this time, I seriously consider what to plant in my tiny garden plot. And, it is embarrassingly small for the amount of acreage we have. And, every year I have visions of creating an aromatic, profuse array of blooms that meander around secret garden paths. It just isn’t going to happen. But, a girl can dream, can’t she?
Above are my lead plants, native to the mountain region and found growing near old mines. I fear I might have cut them back too much last fall. These were crowding out other plants that didn’t receive much sun, and in a frenzy, I began to hack away at them. I don’t know what overcame me, but I do know it wasn’t proper gardening techniques.
I would love to add an element of surprise and go beyond the perimeters of the garden bed. But, as usual, what I plant will most likely end up potted in containers.