There's nothing more amazing to me than those air plants that I stuck on my moss rock fireplace when my son was in third grade. It had been another terribly challenging gardening season, where I had to replace the indoor plants even, because I didn't know how to garden in the Rocky Mountains.
Can anyone bioengineer air plants to look, and smell like a field of Provencal lavender? Or, more importantly, can anyone figure out why I didn't just go with a pre-planned, zone 3, deer-resistant, garden kit, from High Country Gardens? I wish H.C.G. would make wall calendars for gardeners, as a phone app. That way, I could have been reminded to mulch at a certain time, per my zone requirements.
Three things to avoid saying in Colorado:
1. Why not plant the non-native plants from South Africa only this year?
2. How are 3/4" granite rocks in a gravel driveway a "xeriscape garden"?
3. I know that you just threw away those dead indoor plants and simply repotted a bunch of full-grown, ZZ plants from Loews, Dude.
***In Virginia, there's actual rose gardens and cherry blossom trees. Georgia was full of actual, giant live oaks, and wild, magnolia trees. I long for Decatur, Georgia and the public transport system there. I miss the cafe au lait and beignets in Underground Atlanta. The management at the Stone Mountain Apartment complex I lived in were African-American, females, and celebrated babies. I don't understand this vicious world in Colorado where minority mothers, especially pregnant mothers are treated so violently, and by racketeering, Caucasian, male law enforcement also.***
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