Now that baseball season has started, I’m definitely shifting out of winter mode.
One of the best parts of living in DC is that right when you’re really sick of winter and need it to end…it does. Most years, things are feeling decidedly spring-y around here by the middle of March. (Last year would be the exception to that rule. Last year sucked.)
I’m dreaming up what I’ll do to the yard and the garden–I’m a big dreamer at this time of year.
I refuse to let the reality of the hot, dry DC summer dissuade me from planting and prettying up the yard every April — only to stare out the windows from my air conditioned house as it all burns and withers in the July sun.
Because we finished up so much of the yard work in the Fall, I will really be able to concentrate on the fun stuff this year instead of all the clean-up drudgery.
I want more flowers. I love winter, but after months of staring outside at varying shades of brown and grey, I’m craving some color in the garden.
I would be hard pressed to pick a single favorite flower, but if I absolutely had to, this would probably be it.
I’m imagining a row of hydrangea along my back fence. Depending on the pH of the soil, the blooms can either be pink or blue. Either one would make me happy.
These flowers make me smile–they’re so bright and sunshiny. I want half-barrel planters full of them flanking the garden bench that sits outside my office window.
This pretty little creeping flower is going along the rock border of the garden–hopefully to fill in around the rocks and make the edge look a little more organic.
And then, on the shady side of my house, I want pretty planters of these:
They are so pretty and delicate and they smell heavenly. They spread like crazy though, so I want them in giant planters like this so they don’t take over. They’re also my birthday flower, which makes me love them even more.
We’ve still got snow on the ground, but in a few weeks winter will be a memory and I’ll be elbow deep in mud planting all these new beauties in the yard. I can’t wait!