Saturday, June 23, 2007
They have to go
They are the wrong color, and big, and there are, at least six of them, woven throughout my rose bed. I've complained about them before, but I do keep trying to make peace with them, they so happyily and vibrantly thrive. But they are dominating the bed which irritates me so, as they are not pale pink, pale purple, pale yellow, or some such creamy color. But they do fill spaces with bloom, and the little birds, and bees, seem quite fond of them. From where I sit, they are all I see, save for a pulsating fuschia cosmo that planted itself in this bed too. How is it, that such nice flowers irritate me so? (off with their heads!)
Where can I put them? Certainly not in the purple bed. The back bank, I intend to totally change next year, it just isn't working. I could put them all there, but then everytime I sat down at the kitchen table, I would be looking at a vast sea of them. And my intention is to plant low growing things there, and fill in with ground cover, as it is the tallness that isn't working.
I suppose it will be put off again till another day. I must do the hour of writing. Three roses need to be planted. And some plants are crying out that I am not properly protecting them from insects. So much weeding needs to be done, even I, can not pretend I don't notice.
The rash on my knee, that prickled (stung, itched, burned), is almost gone now. I got it earlier out about in the yard. I think I will wear pants when I go out again.