While sitting in the morning sunshine with my feet propped up I felt almost like I was at the beach—almost. “It’s good for what ails you.” So I began to dream of what this year’s garden could be like. I keep a garden journal in color pencil of my plans, of what worked—and what didn’t. This year’s “have” list is much longer than usual (it also filled a second page) since I was able to overwinter more plants this year. That will help.
This year hydrangea is at the top of my list since I so enjoyed a gift of some cut ones from my friend R’s garden. I favor the in-between red-violet ones. When we lived in a duplex in the older part of the city, I tended a hydrangea bush that grew in the mature landscape. I altered the soil in opposite ways on each side of the bush making one side blue and the other pink with purple in the middle. Our elderly landlady and her friends were scratching their heads, "How did she do that?."
I want to make the outdoor garden more of a place where we can spend time—a lot of time, outdoors. I think it’s important to physical, spiritual and mental health (barring the neighbors’ smoke breaks).
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