Addicted

A few Saturdays ago as I was walking around Egan's (my favorite spot to buy flowers), I realized that I am completely addicted to buying flowers. *Live flowers...not the dead ones that cost a fortune.* I have always loved having a colorful yard decorated with flowers everywhere. We learned a lot from landscaping our first house. Now we both know the kind of flowers and plants that we do and do not like and the importance of planting a variety so they bloom throughout most of the year. (And believe it or not, Doug contributes a lot to the flower and plant purchases.) Whenever I leave Egan's, our SUV is usually packed. But this time, I limited myself to three crates for several reasons:

1. In October, I planted almost 90 bulbs. In March, I bought 90 more bulbs to plant. (We are running out of room.)
2. We were smarter with our plant selection last year and bought a lot of perennials.
3. We had friends coming over that night for dinner, and I had two hours to plant everything.

Doug and I are slowly re-landscaping our front yard. We tore out all of the shrubs and rhododendrons. My favorite flowers are calla lilies. I made sure to plant four of those bulbs and am really looking forward to those growing. On this particular day, I planted everything myself because Doug hurt his back picking up a toy and couldn't walk. (Yes, he's getting old.) I was alone in the rain planting bulbs and flowers. (Ironically, I really dislike yard work.)

This was right before all of the tulips sprouted.

See the black thing in the back? It's called Black Mondo. (I LOVE IT!)

Some of our tulips...they are my second favorite flower.

See the four poofy flower containers? These are my third favorite flower. I used to call them poof ball flowers until I recently discovered they are called English Daisies. (In fact, they used to be considered weeds).

I can't wait until everything blooms this summer and fall. There's nothing better than sitting on our deck on a warm summer's night, admiring our hard work.