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I am a 40 something, married, mother of two boys who loves gardening, life, and living in Oklahoma. I write two different blogs, one on ministry work and life Redemption's Heart and one on gardening in Oklahoma Busted Stick Gardens Thank you for visiting my page.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Wordless Wednesdays: Wishing for Summer

It's 34 degrees in Tulsa. Much colder than I think it should be allowed in March. While I'm waiting for it to warm up enough for me to examine my beds and get my Spring garden work done, I thought I'd share some photos of last Summer.

My purple fountain grass -- it looks dead right now, I'm hoping it comes back.

My Hollyhocks were a new addition last year. They were pretty sparce, only a few stems. I'm hoping they've reseeded well enough and more will come back.

And my reliables. I have Daylillies and Stella Doro's tucked throughout my gardens for splashes of color. I'm really looking forward to seeing these beauties again this year.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Do I dare Try Again?

Okay, I'll admit it. I have a black thumb. Seriously. I must.

When the ice storm of 2007 killed all but one of my trees, I didn't panic. I viewed it as a chance to learn how to landscape and plant flowers. Glorious, beautiful, colorful, flowers.

So for two years, I've tilled, studied, and planted my heart out. And by the end of 2009 almost everything DIED. It wasn't a sudden death -- it was more like a slow painful death caused by unusual heat waves, and soil that is still either too sandy or too acidic or somewhere in between.

Being surrounded by such wonderful garden bloggers -- I didn't want to tell anyone. I just slowly faded away from places like Blogtanical and other wonderful pages because I didn't want to admit that my blog was quickly becoming a horticultural obituary.

I mean seriously who wants to see photos of whithered, dead, bushes and flowers?

I turned into a garden blog lurker. Reading your pages, and coveting your work. Wishing that somehow your smarts, your hard work, and maybe even your "green genes" would magically rub off on this transplant to Oklahoma. They didn't.

I was going to simply delete this blog and pretend my journey into the dirt never happened. And then, in the middle of my winter reverie, the catalogues started arriving. I threw them away at first, and they must have sent out the alert, because they multiplied in number. My mailbox is full of those sweet tempations. Promising me roses, and daisies, and flowering bushes, veggies and fruit. Baskets overflowing with forgetmenots and whimsical art and "easy to make" stepping stones.

And I caved.

So, as the weather warms up in Tulsa, and I venture out to the graveyard as I now call it to see what glimmers of hope are there -- I'll once again blog about my journey. I'm sure I'll have the occasional obituary here and there -- but all in all let's face it -- If nothing else, I make the rest of you guys... look really really good.

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