My gardens aren’t, as they commonly say, anything to write home about right now. Only the pansies have braved the weather of the last few weeks.
Yesterday I spent the day doing this.
Yes, digging a big hole. I’m doing this so Robert can take his chain saw and level this tree trunk to the ground. I carried many, many buckets of dirt to the back of the yard to dump.
Using my trusty old bucket and my little hand trowel.
The bucket that I bought for $2 at a garage sale a few years ago. No telling how old this thing is. Ageless and endlessly useful.
Pulling up both big and small roots. As I’ve said before, this yard was a veritable jungle before I got started whacking it out a few years ago. Add to that the fact that neighbors said this area of Tyler use to be a berry farm. We’re talking roots everywhere you dig.
But that’s to prepare this space so Mr. Robert can soon get started building patios. I will probably be as surprised as you will, with what he manages to come up with.
But that’s enough of the “uglies.” Let’s see what few pretties we can come up with…
This one is being shy. But it will open up in the next day or two. I have found with pansies, that once you snip off the spent blooms, it’s just a day or so before you’re greeted with sweet new buds.
It’s now shortly after noon. So the sun is kind of peeking through.
This lavender looks as though someone took scalloping scissors and cut the delicate, perfect leaves.
And when all else fails to interest me outside during the winter months, I get out and dig around for pretty and interesting rocks. It’s certainly no secret how much I love rocks!
Please keep Nola of Alamo North in your thoughts. Her father has been in the hospital since Christmas. And she’s worn out from sitting up at the hospital.