We've been having a few days of rain again, so not much is getting done in the gardens. We did work all day Saturday on transplanting flowers from the Formal Garden for our downsizing attempt. That project is really proving to be a long drawn-out process especially since everything is so wet. Oh, well, my late father always used to quote, 'The creeks have to run in June or we'll have a dry summer." So far, I'd say we're not in any danger of a dry summer.
Yesterday when we were working on the transplanting process, I was kinda down about the garden. I don't know if this ever happens to other gardeners, but I suspect it does...you just get to feeling what you've created is blah. You see everything that is wrong with it. Every weed, every crooked rock, every chewed up leaf, everything that needs doing. And this time of year, everything that needs doing is overwhelming with a Capital O. Sometimes we feel we have created a monster, a garden that owns us, not the other way around. We worked until dark on Saturday and put all the tools away when a slow, steady drizzle started. A fitting end to a 'drizmal' day.
Just as we were wrapping things up, Richard & Emily and their adorable toddler, Courtney stopped in for a visit. Carl had such a good time with Courtney 'exploring textures' in the popcorn bowl. According to Carl, Courtney was searching for just 'the right' shape of popcorn morsel.
Sunday morning dawned and along with it, another steady, straight down rain. We decided to take the day off and headed out for a ride with Joel. Sometimes just getting away from the mess at home is the best remedy for a case of the blahs. As we drove through the countryside we saw some beautiful, picturesque places, homes with beautiful gardens and wild, open spaces. There is nothing I love better than farm and woodland views. Carl said he really enjoyed his Father's Day, too.
We got home right around dark and I went out for a little stroll through the gardens with the camera. Something about being gone for the afternoon changed my perspective on our projects here. It was too dark to take really good pictures, but that's ok, because this way I didn't see as much of the work that needs doing.
Our little Horstmann's Silberlocke fir tree is putting on an amazing show with it's new cones and the reverse curved needles.
|Love those cones.|
Looks like I polished the waterlily leaves, they sure are shiny.
|In the dark I can't tell that the gate could use some paint touch-up work.|
Between remembering my doctor's advice to quit gardening and feeling overwhelmed by the amount of work to do, it was a bit depressing around here lately.
But to quit gardening entirely is a Subject Much Too Dark to entertain.
The garden looks much better then.
(Well, MOST of it looks better, anyway!)