I do not have anything particular to blog about today, unfortunately, and I have very little brainpower with which to blog. I do, however, have a couple of pictures which I just walked into my backyard to take specifically for the purposes of this blog.
So cheery and yellow!
I noticed this morning that I had some Black-Eyed Susans blooming. I was very happy, having missed my peonies, wild daisies, rhododendron, and Rose of Sharon (why do I capitalize Black-Eyed Susans and Rose of Sharon but not the rest of them? Discuss amongst yourselves). As you can see, I have not missed the Black-Eyed Susans by any means, because there are a number waiting to open. I hope to get a wider view later, showing the full scope of my Black-Eyed Susan patch.
More greenery growth.
Now this is a plant my late, dearly missed husband Steven and I purchased at a garden day or some such at the Herkimer Home in Little Falls, NY. I forget what it is called, if I ever knew (it is hard to say what I may or may not have known). It is not where we originally planted it, but it is much larger than the original growth. It used to have little pink flowers, but I have not seen any this year. I live in hope.
It seems every year I have great gardening plans, and every year I disappoint myself. But let us face facts: I do not really have plans: I have daydreams. Any time I make an actual plan, the plan goes to hell, pardon my language (I was going to say “the plan goes to pot,” which has the charm of alliteration, but then you might think I am talking about marijuana and it all gets too complicated). Well, never mind. I will enjoy what happens to grow and deal with what happens. And write a blog post or two along the way.
Mohawk Valley Girl 