Long time, no write. I have to get back in the habit of writing again, so here goes!
I went to a fantastic nursery in Murfreesboro with my aunt Cathy and mom a few weeks back. Deciding to change my ways of buying plants and letting them die in the container, I thought perhaps I should actually PLANT them. Go figure.
I've been wanting to do something in the area by the dining room window for ages. I had a dogwood tree there, but after a few years, it died of thirst. Its remains are haphazardly tossed on the front porch . . . perhaps I should toss it! Anyway, while at Martin's, I found some perennials that I loved and were incredibly priced. Who knew?
So yesterday I got up around 5 am and planted a crepe myrtle, three white gaura and a white butterfly bush before the weather got too hot.
Here's the spot before, looking a little scrappy because I was dumping grass clippings there:
Then after a few hours of digging, spreading and a second run for extra mulch, this is what I ended up with:
The bed looks a tad sparse now, but they'll all fill in over time. It's better to be sparse than too dense. A house just like mine down the street was landscaped a few years ago. They went overboard and after a year or two, it's like some kind of crazy, overgrown jungle. Live and learn.
I have a second butterfly bush to plant closer to the porch, and would eventually like to add more beds along the side of the house and fence. Less lawn to mow, if you catch my drift. But one step at a time.