My yard is a mess. And for the most part I have accepted that, because with the Sons and all I have plenty to do inside the house.
Lately, though, they are slightly less time-consuming. Coincidentally, the days are getting longer, the weather more tolerable. I figure, now is as good a time as ever to chip away at the horror that is our landscaping.
So, I've been raking. I've been appreciating the outdoors, because I am out there. And it hit me, the other day, that although I do not want to plant anything new (I don't trust myself to water consistently enough to keep it alive, for one) there is probably plenty I can do with the existing stuff.
Like prune it all.
OK, so being an internet junkie I decided to look online for information on how and when to prune the various plants in my yard. In a flash of genius, I have been putting reminders--complete with links!--on my Yahoo calendar. So, for instance, I will be told to prune the nandina next at precisely the correct time.
I feel like a genius!
Except that I only can identify a small portion of the plants in the yard. So, should you be at Chez Waste of Time, please feel free to provide the name of any plant you see that you feel needs pruning. Because, well, if I know what it is, it's going on the schedule and will get the proper attention in due time. A year from now, if it looks shaggy, that is because I have no idea what it is and am afraid I'll kill it.
On a side note, today I took the Sons for their 6-month dental cleaning. Son #1 might need his wisdom teeth removed. Son #4 might need braces. And they talked the entire time. The office staff seem to love the Sons, but I think a couple of the more maternal people in the waiting room have decided I am raising the next generation of Hell.