Pictured below is a Gladiola that my friend Karen let me take from her garden before she moved to Illinois nine years ago. I love the color of this flower, so sweet and delicate. So why do I have it in my backyard where my dogs can trample on it? Because for some reason that is where it grows the best. So I leave it there and year after year it never disappoints me.
Rudy & Rover leave it alone long enough to get some beautiful blooms. This weekend they were so pretty…just had to cut and bring inside so I could enjoy. I placed in a quart sized mason jar (because I’m so fancy and remember I don’t throw things away) added some fresh sprigs of mint (also from my garden) and a ribbon of raffia. Smell and color…don’t you wish you could scratch and sniff the screen?
I guess you would never believe me if I told you that my gardening skills are not the greatest. For some unknown reason this beautiful plant has continued to thrive in my yard. So I will continue to enjoy it’s beauty…even if it is my only gardening success story!
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I only have one gardening success story and it’s still in progress. Our hanging ivies are coming back to life! One eaten by the deer, one sacrificed for the baby birds. A good watering every week (b/c that is all I can manage to remember) and they’re slowly filling out.