Some other year we’ll forgive ourselves for the complete and utter lack of attention to everything this year. I would also like to point out, it was right now, a year ago I completely lost interest in gardening. I am completely aware of that now this year and it is easy to see why. Things are dying. It is hot. The heat, while great for my precious day lilies, lilies and dahlias, is not great for much else. Once the heat comes on I am not in the yard (too uncomfortable). I am praying, praying for privacy- I can not even remotely tolerate working in the front year, so things do suffer, and it looks like hell.

So I hope I can keep it up for a bit this year. We need to put some hard scape in and time just marches on and it doesn’t get done. I am broke as hell this summer (and in denial of that as well) so not as much has happened. Pickles has also brought down some of my lovely plants, broken garden ornaments and generally caused havoc which is depressing some days. The heap is still there. There is not much to tell.

Actually I should do a post about June and the loveliness that it was. The poppies were magnificent and the Lupines were fantastic and out of control. The rain was still here, so everything was lush (literally in one week’s time the grass has died). The clematis was nice, but we seem to be having trouble with them.

Yes, and I should document more carefully what is going on right now. It would be good to figure out what to use to fill in things right now, it is bleak season. I still have not forgotten my promise to turn the whole yard over to bulbs this fall.

More soon, or in the near future I hope.