Despite only planting them Friday evening, I have, yes, run out exactly 3957 times to check my flower seeds. Nothing yet...by the way...
Yesterday, I got out and tried to dig up that old fire pit to try to make a flower bed out of it. I only got this far.
before I realized it was too full of junk. I know you can't see the whole thing, but that's only about 1/3 of the fire pit. But you know me. I said, "What the heck. Let's see what happens," and I planted one of the packets of wildflower mix seeds there. If the birds don't get them all, I might have some wildflowers come up. We shall see.
By the way, I think my marigolds might be toast. I did some research and found that I shouldn't have put mulch around them, because that's where the slugs and snails live. I have that skinny bed in front of my porch that is still empty, so I may go get some more and plant them there. Or I may not. We'll have to see.
The good news is, my roses have absolutely exploded. It's been a long time since they've been this abundant. I think the cold did them some good.
No big deal. I'm pretty sure I've got some extras back in my shed I can replace it with.
Before I put the pressure washer away, I got a bit more of the English Ivy roots off of my house, as well, until my hand started cramping up.
It was about this point, I realized I was doing more work trying to avoid mowing than I would if I'd just mowed. So I mowed. But only the front yard. I wasn't that gung ho...
After all that, I spend the rest of the day knitting on a sock.
And that's about it for my weekend. How was yours?
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