The Friendship Garden

Well, I can't begin to describe how much fun it is to see my front yard now. I wish you, the reader, could appreciate just how unbelievable crappy the front of my house looked before the make over!! Now, voila, it is a work of beauty. The reason it is called the friendship garden is more than the fact my dear friend, Helen and then her husband, helped me to create the flower bed. First, I happened to have a gift card that enabled me to purchase the pansies and roses. Helen brought lots of plant stuff, Mexican something or another, Black-eyed Susans and stuff. Jackie, who works at the district, gave me bulbs that I planted. I can't wait for them to come up in the spring. The varigated stuff I got from my backyard and such. It's exciting. My big sister is going to give me more in the spring, some of which I hope to be able to put in the back yard. . . again a disaster area. I'll always be able to think of the people that helpd to create my garden.

I totally love it. I got up at the crack of dawn this morning, watered my plants first thing and then proceeded with my day.

Driving to school, I had to stop and pause to look at how lovely my front looks (minus the grass which is half dead and looks like crap. I'm totally ignoring the grass which will all be dead once I kill the weeds because that is basically all that survives when you stop watering the lawn for an extended length of time. On the up side, my water bill was pretty good all summer.)