My children have always said that I have a green thumb, and a green hand, and a green arm. My pink hyacinths have bloomed. The grape hyacinths were a lovely purple. Does anyone know if they come in other colors? My irises are not yet blooming, but I see a myriad of buds. The ones I got from my Aunt Mary aren’t budding yet. Red, pink, and white verbena grace the path from the back door to the fence. I have red honeysuckle. It is growing like crazy. I didn’t check it for blossoms or buds. I bet I get to it later today.
Most of my trees are putting on leaves. I do have a small problem. It is my dear little avocado tree. I got the pit from a friend last winter. (Thank you, Meleia.) My tree did fine for over a year. A few weeks ago, I notice it was leaning terribly to the side, so I cut a twig from one of my cottonwood trees and stuck it in the pot with the avocado to help support it. I tied them together with a little pink ribbon and voile; my little avocado tree stood straight once more. But then. . . after a few weeks, the cottonwood twig started putting on leaves.
Makes me say, Hmmmmmm. I need to go on record as saying that I didn’t plant a cottonwood on purpose.
- knoll; a small hill, usually a grass covered mound. Naturally occurring, not man made.
- gardener; one who keeps and or cares for a garden whether it is theirs or someone else’s, whether said garden is grown for pleasure or for financial gain.
- lissome; thin, supple, graceful, slender, willowy.
- guileless; (absence of guile–go figure!) innocent, not deceptive, pure of thought and action.
- insalubrious; unhealthy, dangerous–especially when speaking of a climate or a locality.