Planting survivors

After attacking weeds and trying to keep the grass mowed between pouts of rain, nothing much has been done by moi in the yard. This is not to lead  you to understand I have been working inside. No. I have been, for the most part, letting the days go by while I loiter around.

There is a word for it: LAZY.

I did decide, however, that I should make some effort to improve the outside. So I went to the garden center and bought hostas, to add the the many that are already in the back. I do not particularly care for hostas, but it is almost impossible to kill them. For me, that is a very critical point.

FYI: You can throw a hosta in the trash, leave it for a day, change your mind, take it out, replant it and it will grow just fine. If I were a doctor, I would need to have patients like hostas.

I also bought what I consider to be an ugly plant because a lady also in the perennial area mentioned that they were really tough. I hope so.

Now, as to planting them, well, we are predicted to have rain almost all day, so they will have to manage in the vestibule for a day. They should be able to do that. I don’t think of it as being unkind; it is more that I am helping them to be all that they can be.