No green rose thumb here! — My mother grew the best roses. She had a row of standards and tea roses in all different colors. They bloomed all summer long. On the other hand, I have tried to grow them for 40 years and nada! Black spot! Thrips! Powdery mildew! Mine always looked like crap. Then came Knockout Roses. I bought several bushes a few years back. I lightly trimmed them because I wanted big bushes with tons of roses and finally I have them. It’s early in the season but I’m hoping this is a good year for them. (Those are my roses in the header!)
Behind the eight ball – “The more you do the behinder you get.” That’s an old saying of my Mom’s. It sure felt like it this week. Sometimes it was hard to find time to write or read posts. There is no blog police to prod you but I like to keep up. If you get behind you end up skipping (or skimming) things.
Crocks don’t rock – If you read my post from earlier this week, you know that we had a lot of outdoor work to do. Last year I picked up a pair of Croc sandals for dirty work. I don’t normally wear Crocs because they don’t fit. I have narrow feet and all the Croc models have feet as wide as Texas. They are easy to clean so I thought I’d give them a try for yard work. I got a different style than the traditional Croc and ended up with blisters. I’m going back to my old beat up sneakers.
Candy store – We visited a garden center that is an hour away. They have a great selection of flowers and plants and carry everything you need for a pond. For me, this is like a candy store is for kids. I am almost uncontrollable with excitement! The fresh flowers are all in bloom just waiting for a home. I picked up a couple of things to perk up the yard and a thing or two for the pond. It’s also the best free therapy there is. It is even better than (gulp!) chocolate or margaritas.
Swan song – Every summer I think it may be the last summer for my old cat. He is cranky, can’t see well, is easily startled and some days is stuck to me like glue. He will lie on the warm bricks in the sun and nap for hours. I remember the days when a bird or chipmunk wasn’t safe around him. Those days are long gone. Other than being a little nuts, he doesn’t have unmanageable health issues although he is a lot more work. I only hope that someone oversees my old age as diligently and there is a nice sun spot for me to nap.
How was your week?