I woke up this morning, and, per my usual routine, checked my garden while I was getting ready for the day. I know that there won’t much change since I checked it the night before, but the new growth is always exciting and joyful to see. (I really wanted to use the word ‘behold’ there, but that just seems too melodramatic. Even for me.)
My newest addition, the fuchsia, came from NPS, and when I got it home, it looked like it. There’s still a trail of dead leaves and blossoms leading from my parking space to my front door. But, I got it in an environment that the internet tells me it loves, and watered it until it started pouring out of the drainage holes in the bottom of the pot (just for that first watering, I’ve been much more careful with water since then) and it perked right up.
The clover continues to look more clover-y every day. Um, perhaps I should explain again why I’m growing clover on my third-floor balcony.
See, I have dogs. And, in a perfect world, I would be out of the house from 8am to 5pm or longer five days a week. My dogs are 6 years old. They are good to not potty in the house, but they are getting old, and I wanted somewhere where they could go to relieve themselves when I’m not home. So I asked my brother-in-law to build me a box that I could plant grass in for my balcony. After doing some research I decided that clover is more dog-resistant and would require less work. So, I planted dutch white clover instead of grass.
The package the seeds came in said it was 98% clover seed, with no noxious weeds, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that I found a stranger in the yard-and-a-half.
Someone who reviewed the seeds from the place I ordered them from online said they found cilantro in their clover, so I’m hoping it’ll be a pleasant surprise.
The lily of the valley are getting noticeably bigger every day. I’m pretty excited about them:
The blueberry bush was the real surprise. It still looks mostly dead, but, new this morning, were ACTUAL GREEN LEAVES!
Hopefully, they’ll get opened up, and start producing enough energy to get the bush back to life quickly. I want berries in August, dangit!
So, even with the clogged sinuses, the post-nasal drip, the sneezing, coughing, swollen, itchy eyes, and the nose rubbed raw from blowing it so much, I’m pretty excited about spring this morning.
Now, I’m off to play at Midway again. Sis and I have a better idea of what we want to do today, so it should go better.