This past weekend we spent a lot of time fixing up our flowerbeds and planting a few new things. And by we, I mean mostly my husband. I did eventually go outside and help after
I felt guilty he got started. We planted hibiscus and knock out roses. I've never enjoyed gardening or planting or anything of that sort, but I'll be honest...it was kind of "satisfying" to sit back and look at what we had done. Again, mostly what my hubby had done. Hey, I did water them! And pull out a few weeds.
The beginning stages.
Time to put out the mulch.
I finally made my appearance. It was SO bright.
Now we are absolutely addicted to going outside to look at everything and see if anything has bloomed. Literally every time we go outside we both hurry over to the plants first. We can't wait for everything to grow and start to look pretty. Is that an indicator of when you are old and uncool? Waiting on your plants to grow? Well, we are there. : )
Now I need some tips. How do we keep these pretty things alive??