It is only four o’clock, and the privet is alive with twinkling stars—raindrops on leaves like itty bitty luminaries flicker here and there in the thicket. I love rain and rainy days, and luckily for me, we get plenty of that around here. I am blessed.
We finally got that bare space by the entrance of the garden covered in peat pebbles—lovely, sparkly river pebbles that now, after the afternoon downpour it seem to shine touched by soft, diffused light.
I love ferns... all types and variety of them...
Love their lavishness and deep greenness that seems to speak quietly of enchanted woods and mysterious forests. I have them everywhere in my garden.
Fairies and magical creatures are coming out of their hideouts, birds are cleaning muddy feathers in small fountains scattered around the garden and trees are wearing luscious newly washed sparkling suits—the glories after the rain.
I cannot love my little paradise any more and I have so many more projects in mind for that space to implement… like an arbor covered in roses, a birdhouse on a tall pole covered in clematis, more hostas and crepe myrtle. I have five crepe myrtle growing in my newly established garden, but you can never have too many crepe myrtle around here… they come in so many varieties, and all of them exquisite and flamboyant in their own right, all of then brimming with blooms wrap in incomparable beauty and fragrances… oh yes I want more crepe myrtles in my garden.
We finished painting the fence and I have planted a climbing rose against the wall I’m determining to be our entrance to the garden. Home Depot, which is the only place where you can get your plants and such around here has a poor selection of roses. Other than the Knockout variety, they’re practically null on roses, which I find to be must annoying, I should say. And when it comes to climbers, it gets worse. They had only three climbers of the same brand this year—the American Climbing Rose—miserably looking and poorly kept. But I needed one. I asked the attendant for a discount and was allowed a 10% off, so I brought one home and have planted it by the entrance. I don’t know exactly what the flowers may look like because the bush I purchased only had one sad little rose blooming in it... but I'm betting all my hopes in this bush for an abundance of lovelies later on...
I finally had to be seen by my doctor today for my contact with poison ivy… I got a steroid shot and Benadryl. I also found out that aside from my reaction to poison ivy, I was attacked by an army of tiny, fiercely biting mites called Chiggers… never heard that in my life before… you? If you don’t know what they are, I'm telling you... be careful! And protect yourselves when outside, if you live in the South. These are tiny, red mites that cause intensely itchy bites… so be careful. And a huge thank you to the lovely reader who shared the secret of the Baking Soda! Thank YOU!
Have a lovely evening everyone!
Ps: We're on our way to FL tomorrow morning... 10 hours driving. I'm taking my Benadryl and comfy pillow... planing on some much needed sleep. See you soon!