Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Waiting... Stalking... Waiting...
It is now March. My internal clock is ticking. The sound is louder and louder as each day passes reminding me the hot Texas summer is within seconds of arrival. Reminding me, I have no plants.
No plants by the driveway, waiting for placement in the planting areas. No plants in the sunny window waiting to be placed in their bright shiny vessel homes. No plants pushing their way out of their nursery containers longing for larger containment.
I have been shopping...window shopping the plant world of my new home area. Checking out the nurseries, looking at their wares, what type of plant material carried, whose staff appears to be knowledgeable, who is organic.
Oh, I have been tempted. Some Arapaho blackberries along the fence would be nice. Some pretty Mexican feather grass to plant in some of the hot spots along the parking areas. Nope, I'm not doing it. Not yet.
Looking back my caution is a bit of reminiscent of a time many years back.
Let me see, was it 1996 and again in 2000? The winters of my undoing. Too many cold nights pushing the limits of my zone denial. Perhaps caution, perhaps defeat. No, not defeat -- regrouping.
I am the eternal gardener. I am a plant collector. I am just regrouping. I will be making my triumphant return very, very soon...
(BTW - I have linked this posting with the bright posies to Noel's Hot Loud and Proud meme. Be sure to stop by!)
Posted by Tufa Girl