Our last frost date in these parts is right around Mother’s Day. It’s this time of year when the weather is warmer (and I’m sneezing from allergies) that I get the urge to get outside and do yard work, plant and BUY plants.
I buy plants, I encourage plants as Mother’s Day gifts and I trade plants with friends and neighbors.
I like creating little fairy gardens, I’ve recently gotten into creating vignettes with birdhouses, flea market finds and potted or hanging plants, and I also just love getting my hands in the soil.
Here is the thing though. Over the past couple of years I’ve gotten really busy and I START new beds and/or new vignettes or I go out and buy a whole bunch of plants only to run out of time to plant, tend, transplant and weed all of the areas.
I can’t help myself, I WANT ALL OF THE PLANTS!!
I actually came home yesterday afternoon from my local garden center a little sad because I only brought one pot of plants home.
Even though these would look SMASHING under the tree I call Big Sister in the fairy garden I’m putting around her base I made a decision that I needed to finish the fairy garden (which I started last summer and didn’t finish), get my edible bed planted and clean up another bed that has gotten out of control before I buy any more plants.
So while the exuberant colors in the garden center were practically BEGGING me to be included in my yard I had to get a grip.
It wasn’t easy but it’s no fun watching plants wilt because they’ve outgrown their pots or garden beds being taken over by weeds because I don’t have the time to tend them all.
It’s not fun wasting money that I work hard for.
So I’ve banned myself from the local garden center until I get the edible bed planted, some rocks moved to the new fairy garden and the weed infested bed cleaned out. AGAIN.
Can you relate? Do you have a plant fetish too or are you one of those people who detests yard work?