Bernardo and I spent the morning in the garden. We have great intentions to garden every day but what with the heat wave, my travel, and June basically being Hell Month, we let it get away from us. Here’s what happened: Our beautiful rose-and-hosta bank has been completely overtaken by crabgrass. EVIL crabgrass that choked… Continue reading The Dirt Between My Teeth
Our house was owned by the same family for years and years. Mrs. Delpriore was an avid gardener. She developed Alzheimer’s around 2000, and died in 2007 or so. The house was inhabited by her son and his wife, but they just kept the garden from being overgrown. As we’ve been digging, putting in beds,… Continue reading Mrs. Delpriore’s Garden
It’s happening. Bernardo and I have made two pacts: One, to do a wee bit of gardening every day. Today we dug out the old chrysanthemums and pulled up some roots, and discovered termites in our woodpile. Two, to practice our golf swings every day. Bernardo tore up a nice bit of the back lawn.… Continue reading Spring
Lawnmowers. Yep. His ‘n’ hers.