Bring me Shrubbery

No, I'm not one of the Knights Who Say Nit? (sp?) I'm just trying to landscape. We negotiated the price of our house down but we did have to make some sacrifices on what was included. The builder has this plan for deluxe Buena Vista landscaping (I have no idea what that is) so we cut that out. Hey, we can dig holes and shake out pine needles. We're not helpless. The big problem is, deciding what to put where. I had this great idea to put rhododendrums across the front. Bad mistake. They could not take the hot sun that bounced off our driveway. See the picture below to see how they curled up and died. Lesson learned. So we went down to visit the local greenhouse. Luckily the nice man that owned it decided to run by our house and was full of suggestions One of the perks of living in a small town. So we've got Inidan Hawthorne and Loribellum (sp?) and crepe myrtles and liriope and days lillies and roses and will hopefully finish up this weekend with two Foster Hollies. And for a lot less than Buena Vista cost. There's a lot to be said for doing it yourself. Time to go shake out some pine needles.

Fall

Autumn will be here at 12:04 Saturday morning. And I can't wait. I love fall. I love the blaze of colors, I love the crispness of the air, I love sweaters, jeans and boots. I also love Karma. The book I'm writing now, Rising Wind begins in the spring but ends in the fall. So I'm excited about being able to capture just the right details as my characters, Connor and Carrie escape from the Shawnee through the wilds of Ohio and West Virginia, 1774. Fall.