I was amused at how we have different favorites – she wanted dahlias and begonias and verbena (all annuals) and I was attacking the perennials section to find stuff I could plant and forget about. I managed to talk her into a perennial Dianthus and I hope she’s happy with it! As is usual with my mother-in-law shopping trips, I found more for myself than for her, but that’s ok. We laugh about it – if we go to the mall so I can help her find a dress, I leave with full shopping bags, but if we go shopping for me, I never find a thing.
As I build my garden, I seem to be choosing many of the same plants my mother had in her garden when I was growing up. I saw a beautiful “silver mound”, and just had to have it. Because I like it, or because Mom had one? Not sure, but it’s living behind the Rabbit Crossing sign now. I also bought some white Echinacea, some yellow Oenothera (evening primrose) and a yellow daylily. Oh, and a sage plant, and two Gaillardia (blanket flower), and some brilliant red verbena to fill in the gaps. I’ll take some pictures when everything settles in, but this is how it looked at the end of the day:
I’m surprised at how much fun I’m having with the garden, since I loathe being dirty and I am terrified of bugs. I was on my knees in the dirt, digging holes for these plants, and had a short moment of not quite recognizing myself. But maybe it’s genetic and inevitable and I’m just falling into my role in the world. Who knows. At least my backyard is starting to look good.