My Floral Garden | Laveda D. Rockford

 


My Floral Garden

 

Today it rains softly in the garden,

Encouraging blooms for their summer show,

The hydrangea edged in pink,

Petals galore on the strong scented rose,

Life is more pleasant for the gardener to see,

That hard work and care work out, you see,

Shasta flowers, and greenery.

Ah, what a joy spring is for me.


 

Planting a flower garden is hard work, but it is very gratifying! I worked all day yesterday in very hot and humid weather. I was clearing out the back corner and still have not finished. Using a garden fork, I had to pull soil up out of the ground because of the Bermuda grass. Not only is it invasive, but its roots also grow very deep into the soil. I guess that is why so many people use it. The flower border edge is invisible because I wanted to bury it as deep as possible. I will most likely install a natural rock border to keep the Bermuda grass at bay.



I like the look of the flower garden even though I have not found the perennials that I want to use in the center. I have something growing in there now that I will eventually move to another location. Until then, it sure looks good to see blooming plants right before summer.



I hope that all of you have had a wonderful Father’s Day. God bless you and have a blessed week.

Love always,

Laveda D. Rockford

© 2023 Laveda D. Rockford


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