May I gaze upon you, always and a day?
First, we must have a flower. Always a flower.
This last May or somewhere in that vicinity, I went to the nursery to peruse their plant and seed section. I bought packets of seeds and some starter plants to plant in the flower garden. I'm sure you did too!
"Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?"
It was not without hardship, all of these different flowers, every single one of them with distinctly opposing growing cycles and watering needs. Most flowers need some sun or indirect sun, and some type of nutrients to help them grow, some less than others. However, there was sun and heat beyond normal for this spring, then it continued for almost a whole month. Still, they persevered. They did not disappoint and they still continue to put out the beauty.
Dahlia and Marigold - they always seem to be winners in my garden.
Admittedly, I got Clematis envy and planted it well after the other plants. I thought it might be too late in the season, but, it did really well and put out many flowers. It exceeded all of my expectations. I can't ask for anything more!
I have to admit, I have become a nursery snob. I used to buy mine at one of the Big Box stores such as Lowe's or Home Depot, or something like that. Since I have become loyal to my nursery, my plants seem to thrive better, have less mold/mildew problems. Coincidence? Perhaps. But, perhaps not. So, I continue to go to the same place and buy all my flowers and my vegetable seedlings. (and seeds!)
I held an atlas in my lap
Ran my fingers across the whole world
"Where does it hurt?"
I love all different kinds of flowers. Every year, I have such a hard time choosing flowers when I go to the nursery. I love them all and this makes the task so much harder. In the end, it all works out and I am pretty sure that there is no wrong flower, just wrong places to plant them.
More land in which to spread the seed is what I really need.
When I gaze upon your loveliness
You speak without saying a word
Or maybe a few, if perchance
There are whispers of the heart and love
My love, my love
How could I deny you
The first chance of the season
To make it all right
One last flower.
So the joy may touch your soul
(¸.•´♥ (¸.•´ ♥