June 3, 2018
Planting, planting, planting. So much that my forearms hurt. I finally got all the plants I bought this spring in the ground, including a flat of violas planted along the front edge of the driveway. Some of them looked all but dead, but I planted them anyway on the off chance that some ember of life is still buried in the roots. The garden is coming in lush and thick, even through the full flush of spring is over – the iris blooms are spent and the peonies nearly gone. Damage from the deer continue – not sure what to do there.