Today IM, LW and I went to a local nursery to pick out some perennials for the annual bed. Yes, I know, that doesn't make sense. The previous inn owner was a more devoted gardener than I am, and she had one flower bed set aside for annuals.
Frankly, I have a hard time keeping up with the weeding, let alone any other garden chores, and it seemed I planted the annuals later and later every year. As a result, they looked worse and worse every year. This year, I got smart. Who says we have to have an annual bed?
So off to the nursery we went.
I asked NB if he wanted to come.
"Are you getting a Venus flytrap?"
Uhm, no.
"Well, are you getting any meat-eating plants?"
He decided regular plants were not worth the trip.
IM's job was to keep an eye on LW while I paced up and down the row trying to pick out plants. I am horribly indecisive about plants, and the fact that I'm really not sure what kind of soil I have only makes things worse.
IM, however, lucked out. Right at the end of the perennial section was a sandbox with lots of trucks. Lots of trucks and no other kids. There was even a chair right next to it for IM to sit on. It was the least stressful trip to a nursery I have had with kids.
Until I wanted to leave.
"Mommy, I don't want to go home! I want to stay here 'ever!"
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My biggest challenge with perennials is getting ones that do okay in the shade, or do okay in the full sun, and ones that do well overwintering in our climate. I know soil is an issue too, but I guess after trying to solve the other conditions I just hope they'll survive in our soil.
Weeding is constantly a problem and causes more wear and tear on the body than I'd like.
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