When he looks at the flower beds he sees green. That's it nothing more. When I look at my flower beds I see many different shades and colours of green. I see the different shapes of each leaf of the perennials. I see a family bunched together, working together to create a beautiful, colourful flower when they are ready to create it. I also appreciate that flower so much more when it does bloom.
The path to my garden shed is absolutely beautiful for 2 weeks out of the year while the border is blooming but then it turns back into a lovely green bush to guide my way.
Along the side of my garden shed are the great green spears of the tiger lilies I have planted. The only reason we go on this side of the garden shed is to put our veggie scraps in the compost. I know this tiger lilies are really hardy and fill out which would be beautiful around the compost.
My partner sees green. What do I see? I see a multiple shades of green and multiple generations of gardeners. This hosta came from my grandmothers house. She has part of it, my mom has part of it and now I have part of it and am hoping that when Sadie gets old enough to be passing it on to her as well.
The day that I was cleaning up this flower bed it was SO windy. These flowers are usually up quite high and pretty strong but the wind had them almost on the ground.
I don't think my flower beds are boring and green. I see them as a work of art, everything placed just in the perfect spot and so many shades of green.
I am getting berry excited about my strawberry patch. The berries are really doing well this year and in another couple weeks they should be ready to pick. I just need to get rid of my chipmunks before they eat them all and hope the birds don't snack on them either.
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