Sometimes I miss my old garden.
A lot of sweat and money went into creating it. I had a dry riverbed that meandered throughout. Nice paths to walk along each section. An edibles and herb garden on the side. A trellis of climing roses. And even though the soil was hard-packed clay, my roses seemed to like it.
In pots now? Not so much.
Still, they're holding on.
Occasionally giving me a few blooms.
Which I value all the more since they're more rare.
Other garden updates.
1 year ago today, I asked if readers could identify my mystery rose.
2 years ago today, lil' sis made insalata caprese (Italian Capri tomato, basil, and mozzarella salad), I made Citrus Roast Chicken and Roasted Golden Beets.