When I checked the calendar last week for an appointment, I discovered that 2007 was still up and set on December. Where have I been? I found Amazon and zipped through the calendars, fully expecting nada since stores don't have calendars any more. Voila! The perfect calendar-- the Secret Garden.
I ordered, it came in. The pictures are stunning in their glorious greens and shades and, well, abundance. When I look out my patio door, I see what I call my cottage garden. There is a lovely little shed with windows all around where I house my potting soil, pots, wheelbarrow, and other garden tools. It has two ceiling fans and even in hottest summer--Louisiana is in the sub-tropics--the shed stays cool.
I have been working on this cottage garden for three years now. In the spring it will look like the lush garden you see depicted in the picture. Of course, I cannot go out there because hordes of mosquitoes are just waiting for me. There is something about my blood that excites their little buzzers and biters and pinchers.
But I can dream.
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