This morning I worked in the front garden. It was hot and humid and by the time I was finished...I was dripping. Here's a little poem about my day so far...
The Sedum Said to Me...
Balisha dear... your garden's poopy...
Every thing's so sad and droopy.
You tucked us in a corner dark..
We've waited long to make our mark.
Bring us out into the light...
And we will shine with all our might.
I listened to these sedum's tough..
Moving them would be so rough.
The morning sun was oh so hot..
I had to work in a sunny spot.
I cleared a place for them to be..
Terra cotta pleases me.
Stepping back to get the view..
I moved some sedums in a shoe.
There, I like it let it be..
Waiting there for all to see.
Asters and mums will join the team..
Purples, pinks on stems of green.
I've tidied up my garden small..
It's all I'll do until the fall.