My first compliment

I came out to finish the last of the major weeding of the front garden the other night. I prepared a special solution of rose fertilizer/insect & disease protector for my rose bushes, and watered them deeply. We bought a weed edger/trimmer and I used it around the house and gardens. Then, I got down on my hands and knees and plucked the crabgrass and maple seedlings from around the perennials. Now that the plants are filling in, I can actually see what's supposed to be there and what's a weed. I did add a little bit of woodchips, but will purchase some more this evening and put the finishing touches on it.

We have a walking path right in front of my home, and neighbors from all over walk regularly up and down the path. As I came out of my garage with gloves on, bucket and shovel in hand...I made a comment to a passer-by that it was a nice evening for a walk. She said, "You've done a nice job with the garden." I said, "Well, I really didn't do much, all these plants were here when we moved in." She said, "Yes, but it was really overgrown with weeds, and you've done a lot of work. It looks really very nice." I said, "thank you," sheepishly - and was really surprized by her lovely comments. My thoughts took it in for about a moment, when I realized how she must think of the other corner garden that has 6" dandelions popping all over it. Yuck. I'm trying to appreciate the compliment for what it is, and feel some sense of accomplishment. It does feel good to be done with this section for now, and just maintain it weekly. I am really pleased with the way it's turning out.

In fact, the following afternoon - I noticed some tiny coral-pink rose buds popping up from the tips of my bushes in the front yard garden. I forgot the name of them...royal something, and they're very cute.

Can't wait to post photos.