Order.
In a sense, it's all I have. My life runs on it. My children thrive with it and my job depends on being meticulous with it.
Yet I look at my front yard, with the strategically planned August Beauty Gardenias and Tea Olive plants and I cringe upon pulling into the driveway. Its bland. And annoyingly symmetric.
I need something different. I need to let loose with a wild side (as if a gardener has that?)
I need plants that bloom once a year, only for the glory of it.
I need blooms that are rainbow colored.
I need plants that are misplaced and odd looking.
Thinking of my wild overgrown front yard with something in every inch, excites me.
I so long for the comments again that I used to get. "who does your yard" and "what landscape company do you use"
I need to pull up to my house after a ridiculous long day and be satisfied with what my mystical jungle looks like.
So next week, I have no plans... except for some excavation.
And I have butterflies..... and not just on my bushes.
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