Today was a warm and breezy day. That was good the breeze kept any black flies at bay and it kept me cool as I worked in the yard.
I got up early and managed to get caught up on my Blog responses DH was not feeling well and he preferred to stay in doors. I had decided I would attempt to prune the Juniper hedges that are beginning to take over the yard. They are really high and so mean with their broken off branches. They managed to draw blood several times but I really want to get this done.
We have such a short growing season in Maine. Annuals are just showing up in our greenhouses, I wanted to go to the greenhouse to buy some Clematis. For the last few years I have gone too late to purchase any. Today there was a post on my Blog and I went to the page and there was the perfect Clematis. I thanked the friend and afterwards I added “BUY A CLEMATIS” to our grocery list.
Now that I have pruned back the junipers I can set up the new garden area that I have wanted for a long time.
In 1975 the Nation’s Bicentennial celebrations were being planned. My mother visited from England. I was president of a junior Women’s’ club and we were planting a bicentennial forest in our capital city where we live, Augusta Maine.
To raise funds we sold BLUE SPRUCE saplings provided to us to sell in the community. Mother and I bought saplings and we intended to plant them in the back yard. Our days were really full I had three small sons and DH was always at work so I drove mother and grandkids to see the Maine sights then we went home to make dinner and get the kids to bed. Towards the end of her visit mother reminded me we needed to plant the trees. She had them in a bucket and she made sure they were always watered. I went outside with her and the two of us decided just where they should go.
Mother rounded up the boys and together the four of them planted the trees. By the time I was back out the tiny twigs were in the ground and the boys were hosing each other. They had a great time after the trees were planted.
Mother went home and we made plans for the following year, she would return and wanted her DH to come with her for the
That never happened.
Mother was injured in a works accident and she died later that year.
DH and I went home and had to leave the boys in Maine. We arrived one week before she died and she had actually regained consciousness after 64 days in a coma. One week later she died.
DH and I returned to Maine at the end of October to snow. It was a real Maine winter lots of deep snow.
In the Spring I went looking for my Mothers Spruce trees. One survived and that tree is where I have made a flower garden around it. That was why I pruned the junipers. Just because I love that tree. It is like the headstone she never had.
I spent this morning making a border around the tree and tomorrow I am going to buy the annuals I want in there.
You must realize the tree was planted in 1975 so it is quite a sizable tree by now. I am really looking forward to getting this ready so it will be blooming all summer long and I hope it will be very colorful.
HUGS Pat in Maine.