primcreek

I have such a new respect for all you gardners out there. Yesterday, my gardening cousin directed me in the landscaping of my lawn. Now, I don't garden mind you. I don't. My mother had the unique ability to jab a stick into the ground and have something beautiful develop. Me? I have the ability to take something beautiful, and have it develop into stick in record time. I did keep an open mind though, and let her choose. For once in my life I did not argue. Well, not much. Every time she chose a plant or a tree I would remark that I hoped I did not kill it, and then she would say cheerfully, "Oh this one is easy to grow." I figure those are either gonna be famous last words, or the start to a miracle within myself. Only time will tell. We dug and dug. sweated, and then dug some more. I ended up looking like I did when I was 5 and making mud pies with those old pot pie tins. Today, everything on my body is sore. But! My yard looks pretty good. Hopefully it will stay that way.