I wanted to do some planting tonight. I managed to put in a few new perennials, Euryopa Margarita, but not where I wanted to put them. As I dug, it became apparent that the Margarita would not work in that place until after I’d dug it out. So I put the margaritas in another place.
A small hand shovel wasn’t working so I got out a bigger shovel with the point on the bottom to really get in there.
Just a bit more than a week ago, you may recall from an earlier post, I decided to uproot the yucca plant since it was getting old and rather gnarly. I thought I might keep one small part of it, but tonight as I was digging around the old spot where the large yucca was, I discovered more of the root. As I dug deeper, there was more and more. It looked like chunks of dog poop, except harder. It went deeper and deeper and I dug up many chunks. The roots are tuberous and there were many tubes.
Finally I think I got to the bottom of the growing space where it’s been for longer than 9 years. It was already a good size when we settled in and started making the place our own. The gardens needed a lot of work and they got a lot of love in that time and the yucca that was there just kept on getting bigger and even bloomed for a few years. But I’d had enough of it looking scraggly and filling up that space.
I filled a 17-litre pail with the roots. In case you’re wondering how big a pail holds 17 litres, it’s the pail that holds driveway sealer—the tarry stuff you apply to the driveway to make it look shiny and new.
Now that the soil is soft and cleaned up (I think) in that place, I will decide on something different to plant in that place.
On our trip to the garden centre next week, my friend Doris and I will decide on something else to plant there for I’ve already found a home for the margarita amarilla.
A new plant will eventually sit next to the euonymus. A plant that loves a lot of sun and well drained soil and brings colour to my flower bed some part of the year. Maybe even annuals for this year though I prefer to use perennials.
Tomorrow evening my granddaughters will help me plant the vegetable garden. Until then, may your garden grow well and the rain fall soft upon your fields.
We’re car shopping. Our mechanic feels its time to look for something newer before ours costs us anymore. He does what’s necessary this time and we talk about places that sell cars, places he knows are reputable. It’s time to get something newer—newer to us, anyway. My husband has been checking online. That’s been weeks ago.
This morning after church, my husband asked, “Can we drive by the dealership?”
“We can check what they have,” he said.
And so we drive into the lot in our corner of the city, and I see two cars that look like they’ve been dumped in large bins reserved for hauling things away. My eyes are playing tricks on me, I think. I drive closer to make sure I’m not seeing things.
“I should take a picture of that.”
“You can,” my husband said. “The camera is in the car.”
“Let’s look at the cars first, then we’ll come back.”
We looked at Hyundais, other Fords besides the kind we’re currently driving, as well as a Matrix. We noted prices and mileage and found several that looked appealing. My husband said the dealer had been advertising that people could upgrade their car to something newer. I guess that’s what the cars in the big bins were all about. It certainly made an impression.
“I’d like to test drive this one,” I said of a car with a sunroof and decent price. It looked good.
On our way out, I stopped our Focus nearer the bins with the cars in them. My husband took the camera out of the glove box and then out of its protective case. I got out of our car and snapped a few pictures. “I’ll choose the best one and delete the others,” I said when I got back in our car. I had Facebook in mind, but decided to put it up on my blog instead. It will go to Facebook anyway.
This week we plan to go out and test drive a couple of cars. And we’ll go on from there. We’ll see what we get.
Each spring I watch for the narcissus and daffodils and other flowers emerging from the ground.
First the narcissus and those highly aromatic white hyacinths that are lovely in the garden but I don’t dare bring them in the house
But now the narcissus have flowers have had their showing and have faded to be replaced by grape hyacinths and tulips
More pictures coming, as my garden changes.
How is your garden growing? Tiny gardens count too.
All photos on this blog © C. Wilker, unless otherwise noted.