Sometimes I wonder what right I have to call myself a Garden Blogger (capital letters and all). Though really now I guess I am probably a Mommy Blogger (ew) who has a garden. But in any case, I blog about my garden.
And as we speak, I have 2 dead evergreens sitting on my front stoop. One of them also has a healthy crop of weed clover growing in it. My dianthus/carnations have been overtaken by Bermuda Grass (omg how I hate that stuff), and I may have to dig them up altogether, lest I end up with a whole garden of Bermuda Grass. My old veggie garden, has sat basically empty since we built the raised beds, and now I pretty strategically avoid photographing the weedy mess it has become. (And I really should prettify this area, since it is kind of a focal point from the road. Project for the fall/spring, maybe?)
My gravel driveway is covered in weeds 75% of the time, and our grass, well…I should say “grass,” because the front yard is really just an impressive crop of various kinds of green weeds (including crabgrass and Bermuda Grass). I drive around all the time and see gardens that are waaaaay prettier than mine. On my walks through the neighborhood with baby and dog, I pass by one house in particular that I am always jealous of (Hi, house with a cute addition and barky jack russell!).
Especially now that I write for Southern Maryland News Net, I worry that someone will recognize my house from photos (Internet Famous!) and be like woah. THAT is her yard? She’s supposed to be an expert Garden Blogger? Yeah.
But no one said you had to be an expert to have a blog. So I’m just sharing what I’m doing. And maybe the fact that I have 2 dead plants on my front stoop will make you feel better about your garden. And maybe my efforts to make my garden prettier will inspire you to do the same. So…am I allowed to keep blogging? I’ll eventually move the dead evergreens, promise.