Saturday Musings

Apparently last year was a banner season for maple trees, and this spring everyone I know is absolutely infested with baby maples.  In the gardens, suffocating lawns, springing up between cracks in the cobblestones.  My property was not spared - I just spent two hours weeding my holding bed and 95% of what was plucked out were tiny maple trees.  One bed down, a bunch more to go.  But it does look better, and I'm finding that plants I had divided and moved around last year have survived the winter and are looking healthy.

 

 

 If finances allow, I'm hoping to re-mulch this bed.  It's been three years and it desperately needs it. A gardening friend really loves cocoa mulch, but I understand it can be dangerous to dogs and cats.  If I try it, I'll only use it on the beds in the front yard, where the cats aren't allowed.  It's pretty expensive compared to good old bark mulch, so that may factor into my decision.

I met with a realtor to begin the process of selling my house, so I do want everything to look nice.  Fingers crossed that I can get a decent price for the place, because if not, I'm stuck here.  It's not a horrible fate, but the commute to work, high property taxes, and expenses of keeping an older, massive house maintained are beginning to wear on me, physically and financially.  I need a smaller house where I can focus on the land more than the buildings.  It's all about the outside for me!

This weekend Mom and I are headed to the Freyburg Home and Garden Show, which should be fun.  We've attended many times and always find something new.

Last weekend I went to the falsely named World's Largest Yard Sale in Rochester with my friend Kim.  We were both disappointed at how many vendors were selling cheap, new products instead of actual used treasures.  Granted, there were deals to be had, but it wasn't nearly as large or exciting as we had hoped.  I did come home with some little guys for my gardens.

And this great jewelry box that I'm using to store my remote controls and various pairs of glasses. It matches my coffee table perfectly!

 

Why yes, I did inherit the junk loving gene.  My grandfather was instrumental in passing that along.  Never pass up a deal, and free stuff is always best.  Which reminds me, time to do a dump run and check out the free section; I've come home with some great stuff from the dump.  *unapologetic* 😏