it was time. today was the day. dig my hands back into the earth. start planting my garden for the year. i was tired of looking at the empty pots, the bare ground where flowers and plants should be.
so i started. the annual trek to the garden centers, the nurseries. i've been plotting it out in my mind for weeks now. but today it felt right. it felt like the weather is finally going to hold out and i can safely plant. i made two trips today to the garden center. got a lot planted, but still need to plant more. still on the hunt for those elusive plants i search for every year. it might sound crazy, but but there's a lot of thought that goes into what i plant. the color combinations, the scents, the display. it's artwork to me.
it seems that i'm into a purple, blue and white theme this year. with one little splash of orange-y red. i can't wait to get it all bought, home and planted. there's something so satisfying to get it all planted and see it grow and look beautiful all summer. something about the birds and bees that they attract, something about knowing that i did it myself.
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