It sounds crazy, but here we are. I love gardening. I can’t wait to have some color in the Spring. I try to gear my flowers so that something is blooming at all times, but it’s more than that. My flowers are a seasonal scrapbook. I have flowers from friends’ and family’s yards. Double daylilies from Grandpop’s yard in Philadelphia. Iris from our home in Maryland. I have a ton of flowers from my mom and dad’s yard in Flushing. My dad loved to garden too. It’s something we did together. When their home was sold, I actually put it in the rider that not all flowers would remain (my brother was pretty annoyed by this, but he still let me do it). I dug up daffodils, flags (it’s a flower, but I only know it by that name), succulents, iris, hibiscus, and lilies. I even have flowers from my son’s elementary school flowerbeds. I didn’t leave messes behind. I just took a piece and made it look like it was never there to begin with.
I love all my flowerbeds, but my favorite is a tiny spot surrounding my mailbox. It’s got a little bit of everything shoved in there. lol… daffodils, daylilies, iris, succulents, tiger lilies, and clematis. The clematis is blooming right now and I am in love with my mailbox.