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Liz and I spent the first half of the day going to the Doodah Parade in downtown Kalamazoo (yes, that's the real name of the parade) - a purely silly parade. No rhyme, no reason, just silliness. Then we strolled through the art fair in the park downtown (ahhh-maz-ing), stopped at the Gorilla Gourmet van, and grabbed some food and hibiscus lemonade - YUM.
Sol and I headed to Menard's. I grabbed a cart and maneuvered the aisles of the greenhouse. I grabbed every pretty orange and yellow flower I saw. Then an employee came up to me and asked if she could help me. I said no (at first), but then changed my mind and told her the truth: I was totally and completely clueless. She asked me all the right questions (what color scheme was I going for? what direction will the flower garden face? how much sunlight will it get? etc etc etc). She pointed out all the flowers in my cart that wouldn't work, as well as the one flower in my cart that would. Then she told me we better just start over. We emptied out my cart, and she assisted me in picking out the best flowers. Thanks, Flower Lady.
It took a few hours, I'm totally sore today, my hands are blistered, and my feet are still caked with mud (of course I was gardening barefoot), but my flower garden looks great, albeit simple. I remarked to my sister how bare the garden looks - I thought the flowers would brighten the place up a little more. But she reminded me that flowers will grow, so I should just be patient. **tapping foot**
And guess what? I want more. This little stint of gardening has awakened the horticultural beast inside me. MUST GET MORE FLOWERS. That said, if you want to send me some perennials, you're more than welcome to! Our newly-green thumbs are itching to dig up some more dirt :)
Sol might need a break, though... Apparently gardening pooped her right out.