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Just like the woman who buys a single item of clothing a year and somehow never manages to look right because she can't create a total look, Since I moved into this house 3 years ago, I have been the idiot who never buys enough plants to finish a bed. The first year, we were ripping out ivy and the next year was all about tester plants to see how well I'd assessed my conditions and what vanished into the mouths of the local pest brigade.

Gack. How did it happen that this year, the year I thought I'd really do it, I have not managed to make a single bed look like I actually love it? Yes, yes, I have a baby. That's not the issue, though. I think it was all the rain. I put in a couple of rounds of plants, but they were spread out across multiple beds. And they were also not things that will look complete because either I didn't buy 15 or 20 of each plant or I didn't decide on companion plantings and get them in the ground. (Remember, I have a lot of big, largely EMPTY beds most of which are letting a few interesting plants mature for future use.)

I am not asking you to CARE or anything. I'm just complaining out loud. When you come see my cute little house with the crumbling front porch and the currently ratty garden, please note we are currently in the process of finangling a contractor to do something about our exterior decrepitude and I am planning a sincere buying expedition to Betty's Azalea Ranch this fall (Yes, things other than azaleas are sold there, else why go?) which will be followed up by a sincerely open wallet next spring for the other plants I need. Anyhow, I am disatisfied and about to have a pack of company to my house to witness my disatisfactoin. Grump grump.

Posted by karen at August 1, 2003 12:00 AM