I just came in from the garden. This year I am trying some different things even though my thumb is anything but green
In one of our beds we had some Heather that was probably planted about 20 years ago. Earlier in the spring I tried cutting it back because it was mostly dead. Cutting back didn’t work so I ripped it out last week on my days off. I was going to replant Heather but decided to go with Grace Ward instead.
In one of the beds in the front yard we have ornamental grasses but it had a big space in the middle so I added Baby Tut. There is a good chance I will kill it but I can always try. Mostly I love my plants to death by watering them and watering them and watering them.
The last thing I planted was flower seeds. Because flowers are always nice. If they don’t die by too much love they will become Snapdragons and Lupines. There is still a pack of Cosmos seeds that need to be planted but I got tired and had to come inside. Last night I had just fallen into a deep and wonderful sleep then the fireworks woke me up. I fell asleep again but then something else woke me up and I was awake for about about 3 hours. The longer I was awake the more I anxious I became and the harder it was to fall back to sleep. And around and around it went.
No matter. I can always go to bed early. But I say that every night and come 8:00, BING!, it is time to be awake and do stuff so I stay up and regret it the next day. And around and around it goes.
I never get enough sleep. I stay up late at night, cause I’m Night Girl. Night Girl wants to stay up late. ‘What about getting up after five hours sleep?’, oh that’s Morning Girl’s problem. That’s not my problem, I’m Night Girl. I stay up as late as I want. So you get up in the morning, you’re exhausted, groggy, oooh I hate that Night Girl! See, Night Girl always screws Morning Girl. There’s nothing Morning Girl can do…
*Not my dog and not my Grace Ward. I just liked the picture. Not my Baby Tut either. It is just my dream garden stolen off the internet.