You know the kind of night out where the next morning you wipe the crust out of your eyes, grab your head and wonder what. in. the. world. happened?* Well, that explains the current state of the front garden. The photo above shows the garden in full party mode. Yeah, more Clarkias! This is amazing! Par-tay!
And now? Well, see for yourself...
Aaah, make the pain stop! You'd think that as a garden designer, I would have pages of sketches and scaled drawings detailing what goes where, charts to indicate bloom times and colors, etc. I do those kinds of things for all my clients, but as the shoemaker's children run barefoot, my garden sits in the summer sun helpless. Dried Clarkia petals litter the ground as a reminder of the swell time and I promise myself that this is the last garden hangover. Never again! Sketches and drawings, trips to the nursery and thoughtful transplantings on the way.
*Special note to Grandma: I don't really know what that's like, I'm just guessing what that's like...
