I took some pictures of what I have so far for a container garden, hoping I could make up in pictures what I lack in words. Seriously, my brain is dead and writing is just not happening for me. Well, I’m not going to whine about it (although it is somewhat distressing) (no, no, NOT whine). Instead, here are some pictures:
I guess you can’t see the flowers very well, but aren’t they pretty?
I had three pots with the design, but one broke last year. Now that I look at this arrangement, it does not look as symmetrical as I had hoped. Size-wise it’s good, but I don’t like the two decorated and one plain. I’ll have to work on it.
Oh dear, you can see the icky garage and crappy window in the background.
I had never seen black Johnny Jump-ups, and I like the way they look with the orange marigolds.
An overhead shot, for a different view.
I liked the combination so much, I did two pots of it.
Ooh, I like what’s in the background of this one.
I tried to have “the thrill, the fill and the spill” in this one, but I think the “spill” looks a little unhealthy. Perhaps they will pick up as time goes on.
Fresh pesto, you will be MINE!
Basil is the only herb I have so far, but as you see I have a nice amount. Ooh, I LOVE fresh basil!
I would also like to get some dill and cilantro, as well as a few more pots of flowers. Unfortunately, the malaise that has been causing my writing to atrophy seems to be infecting the rest of my life as well. Then again, I see I have managed over 250 words on a blog post I thought I couldn’t write. Maybe there’s hope for me after all.
Mohawk Valley Girl 