Garden Brain
Written by admin on March 1st, 2008(posted a little after midnight on 2/29/08)
Yes, I have gardening on my mind. I go to sleep dreaming of what I’ll plant this year. And what will bloom this year. And I wake up anxious to take my cup of hot green tea out by the goldfish pond in the mornings.

I know it’s not much to look at right now, but soon there’ll be roses in bloom, perennials poking through everywhere, and butterflies flitting all around, and I think this old broken chair will look fabulous with either a coat of antique white paint and some distressing or with a mosaic top. I haven’t decided.

And BREAKING NEWS: the seedlings have already begun to emerge. Yes. It’s true. You heard it here first! (The end pellets each have a cutting from one of my roses. Let’s see if they root this way!)

I sat on the broken chair by the goldfish pond this morning and looked at my newly mulched bed. I like it. Yes, I do. Can’t wait to see more of what’s sleeping underneath the mulch in this bed.
Beyond bed #1 is bed #2 which I want to start on this weekend.

Bed #2 is a bit bigger than bed #1. The center of the front yard is broken into four symmetric quadrants. I put a bit of mulch into this bed so far, but I had to stop due to old age. (Just kidding — sort of.)

I did a bit of watering this morning to help my new plants settle in. I love this rain barrel I bought from Whole Foods last year. I would like to get at least one more, maybe two if I can find a place to put them both where they’ll catch rain.

It was so nice to sit in the garden this morning. I looked at a couple of marbles I found while digging yesterday.
I also looked at a garden art piece recently given to me by a sweet friend.

I also pondered over whether or not the camellia blooms will actually open up and do well this year or if they’ll mostly fall off unopened like they did last year.

Other than the fact that my camellia is on the south-southeast side of the house when camellias really do best in a north-northwest location, does anyone have any idea what makes camellia blooms just fall off unopened?
I think that’s about all I can write for today. 
I am tired and I better get to sleep so I can plan to wake up and spend some time outside in the morning. ![]()
Lynn ![]()



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Happy Mrs. Jealous here….letting you know that your gardens are looking fab! I bet your neighbors appreciate the beauty from their windows.
The marbles you found… I hope you saved them… don’t you have a collection of things you’ve found around your property?
If we lived closer, I’d be happy to swap/divide my Iris and daisy’s with you…
Happy Weekend…
Michele/Ivy
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Oh, Is it spring there? I am envious! We just had a snow storm.. beautiful but your tiny budding plants make me long for my garden. Alas, no planting here until after May 15th.
I just love your little stool…
Patricia
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Michele, wouldn’t we just have the best time if we lived close by and could swap plants? And have tea?
Patricia, it’s not really spring here, but we do have things blooming by the beginning of March. The daffodils are in bloom, as well as the quince, and I’ve seen phlox in bloom. We’ll likely have some more frosts before it’s over, but I can’t help myself.
Lynn