I have gardened! And it was good. I spent a ridiculous amount of time wandering around Lowe’s and Home Depot, filled with indecision, trying to pick out the right kind of flowers, because I had no idea what I was doing. And everyone else there seemed to be confidently loading massive amounts of dirt, shrubs, plants, flowers, tools, pavers and mulch into their carts or pickup trucks. There may have been a humiliating incident in Lowe’s where I was tried and failed to load a couple of very heavy bags of dirt into my cart. I could barely lift the bags (3 cubic feet of dirt in each) and every time I got them near the edge of the cart, it would start to roll away. After much effort and a little public swearing, I gave up. I got my dirt though – I made John go back with me and he took care of it. He’s very handy to have around, my husband is. I also did a little research and found out there is a nursery just down the road from my house, in the direction that I never go. The people at the nursery hit the perfect balance between friendly and helpful and letting me poke around on my own to figure out what I wanted. I’ll definitely go back there.
And now the ugly patch near my air conditioner is a lovely spot with two different kinds of dianthus, dwarf coreopsis, some blue flower and salvia. It looks sort of wildflower-y. The yucky sandbox has been transformed into a flower bed with snapdragons in the middle and purple, blue and white flowers and greenery around the edges. Sand weighs at least as much as dirt does, and we had to clear a lot of sand out of there. Now we have to figure out what to do with the sand. John and I tried to take the sand to the dump in Montgomery County twice today, and both times there were cars lined up down the drive and out into the street. I’m not sure what that’s about. And the Frederick County dump is closed on Sundays, so we couldn’t go there. Yes, I know we shouldn’t use the dump for a county we don’t live in. But we were down there helping Jules move into her house (yay, Jules is here ! Sadly, about 40 miles from my house, but I’ll take that over 400 miles) and we thought we’d just drop off the sand along the way. Plus, my family has lived in Montgomery County since 1976, and I don’t think we ever took anything to the dump, not even once. Actually, I believe my mom and my brother once took a tour of the recycling facility at the dump, but that’s not the same as using it for trash. So now I have a car full of trash bags filled with sand and stuffed into boxes to make them easier to carry.
I still have some work to do in the garden, but look at what I've accomplished so far: