Work work work

Lawd, lawd!   I'm tired!!  Put the hardware cloth around the trees. Cleaned out the vines leaves around the trees and added trees rings.  Edged the flowerbed, transplanted Bugleweed, Violets and Daylilies, added edging to the flowerbed, and planted Touch-me-Nots.   God bless G!  He finished the mowing that I started yesterday.

I found some amazing edging at Home depot.  It's molded concrete painted to look like stones.  The end result is that it looks like you have rocks edging your flowerbeds.  I'm lovin' it.  Granny always had her beds outlined with rocks.  She gathered the rocks with Daddy from a creekbed.  There were alot, too.  I have no idea how they got all those rocks to the house and out in the beds.  She was a garden dynamo right up to the end.  She would grab her wheelbarrow and walk down to the "mulch pile" in the woods,  get her mulch and take it wherever she needed it.  She spent most of every day doing something in the garden.  Here's to the memory of Minnie.   Cheers, Granny!!

Since it's Dogwood season  I have to tell the story of how she saved a Dogwood sapling.
There was a Dogwood sapling that had come up on its' own in front of our porch.  Granny was doing something in the flowerbed and she accidentally cut off the sapling.  She went into overdrive!!  She knew that my mom loved Dogwoods and she wanted to save it.  I remember her fussing and worrying that Dorothy ( mom ) would be upset  as she worked at saving the tree.   She used first aid tape and popsicle sticks to put the tree back together.  The tree eventually grew taller than the porch.  Grandma died before the tree ever bloomed.  The spring after she passed away there was one single white bloom on the tree. After that season it was always covered in blooms.   I remember Mama crying over that single blossom because Granny never saw the Dogwood in bloom. She believed that the single bloom was a sign from Granny.