I have had so much fun with my vegetable garden that I neglected the plants in my front flower beds. They were getting so tall, that I expected them to ring the doorbell and say, "Remember us? We have taken over the outside of your house and we need more room. May we come in?"
This time of year my allergies get the best of me whenever I work in the yard. Since I didn't have to sing a solo in church or anything I was willing to risk a few 100 hives.
I started pruning, and pruning, and pruning. I pruned back my Lantanas, hawthorns, mums, salvia, and my palm tree. I pruned until way after dark. I tried to bag what I could, but then I gave up and filled the back of Mr. Incredible, I mean Buzz's, truck. He was out of town, yet again, and missed all of the excitement. I completely filled the dumpster with all of my hard work. Here are a few pictures. (I'm sorry that they are not the greatest. Apparently, I lost all feeling in my arms and couldn't hold the camera steady but it was worth it!)
And now for the afters:
There really is a boulder! I just adore pansies! They are my favorite flowers to plant. They bloom under the harsh temperatures of winter and they look so cheerful despite their surroundings. (Hmm, another spiritual analogy, I think.)