It's the big gardening weekend here in my area. This is the weekend everybody dons garden gloves, drags out the shovels, hoes and garden hoses and gets in touch with their inner green thumb. Except I've never been able to find mine. Green thumb, that is. I always dance around the fringes of touching it. The desire for a beautiful garden is there, but the creativity and talent eludes me. Oh, and the fact that I don't enjoy the work of gardening probably has a lot to do with it. But a garden planter I can handle and these great wave petunias really spread and bush quite nicely. For the other planters, I'm off to the Home Depot.
And then when I'm done that, I plan to spend a lot of time in the adirondack chair with this, from Kay:
What are you guys up to this weekend?