The good and exciting news is…. I BOUGHT A HOUSE! Check that off my bucket list! WOOT! The bad news is… it comes with a garden. Crap. First off, I am not much of an outdoor person. Second off, this is pretty scary stuff for a woman who kills everything. I am sure I inherited a brown thumb from my father.
This is why all my houseplants are plastic.
Since I couldn’t stand the thought of entertaining people in a weed infested yard of death and decay, I decided I had to buck up and get my hands dirty. It’s a good thing I have a few good horticulturally savvy friends, or I’d have needed to breath into a paper bag the moment I stepped into the garden center. With no tools, no knowledge and no experience, it was a tad overwhelming. Thank goodness Jenn was there to hold my hand.
Here is a before and after of my camellia bush. Jenn did a great pruning job.
Before and after of my cherry tree, raspberries and blackberries. Looking better!
I planted some pansies in the hopes they are hard to kill, and some pretty blue things whose name I can’t remember. Gardens are a little less scary now.
I think I got this.