YAY!!! A celebration of my first summer garden at my first house
After moving into my first house 4 months ago (and after growing up on Clay and finding myself with Sand) owned by a gardener who apparently loved Hostas, Liriope and this hideous little shrub that doesnt DO anything, I am pleased to announce the following:
I did not kill my lavender. Almost. But not quite.
My rose, Memorial Day, has had every bloom destroyed by thripes, junebugs, heat, and fickleness, produced 2 perfect blooms yesterday.
Out of 25 or so seeds, 10 or so scraggly plants (planted in my Frankenstein garden--I wasn't expecting much) I was able to pick 1 perfect lemon yellow sunflower that I put in a vase in a window sill and it just GLOWED.
I have a pumpkin. An honest to God pumpkin. 20ft of pumpkin vine (climbing my lavendar)and I have 1 little pumpkin about 8 inches long and deep, beautiful green.
I had to share my excitement!!