I have been stockpiling gardening supplies because I feel like it's time to get started, but the snow is still here. I swear it's melting at the same pace I grow hair and that's just not quick enough for me.
Summers on the prairies are wonderful. Winter is a special hell.
This year, my flowers will be just as they were last year... awesome until the deer get hungry and treat my block like a free midnight buffet.
Thankfully, I am prepared with bloodmeal right off the hop. It appeared to have salvaged the remainder of my flowers last summer. That accompanied with my very vocal threat of all pestilent critters in my yard.. and the trowing of a shovel in rage... I think that did the trick. They know I mean business.
After a few years here, my front flowerbed is full of perennials. I love it. I have absolutely no work to do other than dropping some fertilizer in the spring. It's full of lilies and hostas. (I planted deer favourites. Don't remind me.)
My planters are always a colour-coordinated hell of a task. It's a labour of love... It's always a challenge to make it a little different from the year before. I look forward to viney greens meeting purple. You should look forward to it too.
My community garden plot is a completely organic beast of a plot that pumps out zucchini like nobody's business. This year, I am actively avoiding flea beetles and foregoing my epic broccoli and aiming to grow heirloom tomatoes.
The awful part about ALL of this is we still have snow and there's not a damn thing I can go about that. I am seriously entertaining shoveling the snow from all the areas I plant. But that's a lot of snow and I like to think I have a life.
The only thing I can work on right now is my herbs. My greenhouse had a little mishap in a massive windstorm last year. We rig-jigged it up to make it work for the rest of the year but that was it. It has taken it's leave and now resides in Shilo's landfill. May God have mercy on it's soul. It was a good greenhouse.
This year I've decided to take a whole new approach to herbs... and it's decorative, baby!
Thanks to Paula Deen and Canadian Tire, I am well on my way to a gorgeous herb-filled seating area.
Disclaimer: I love chalkboard paint. I can't help myself.
Imagine these:
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| image courtesy of pauladeen.com |
The wine isn't necessary but it really makes the summer evenings a touch more perfect.
Given that we live in Manitoba, let's add the sweet smell of Muskol. Lemongrass and Citronella may look pretty, but they don't keep the mosquitoes at bay here!
I have actually put bug spray on before 10 a.m.
Let's also take the time to imagine how great my fence will look painted. I'm aiming for a slate colour and purple gates. I don't care what you think, painting the gates every year is going to be my thing. This year, they are purple. You don't have to visit if you don't care for purple.
It's depressing that on April 4 the only thing I can be excited for is putting chalkboard paint on terra cotta pots.
Spring had best come soon.
xo
Jill
Jill

