During the busy spring gardening period, I was spending lots of time planning, and pulling out old plants. Then there was the purchasing and putting in of new plants. There was seed planting and fertilizing. I finished the pruning that did not get done in the fall or winter. I photographed the changing landscape of my yard with each wave of flowering. Amid all this hustle and bustle, my husband announced to me, "I put in my rock garden."
"What?" I said to this non-gardener. How could I have missed him putting in a garden? "Where?" I asked.
"On the side of the house," he answered. I followed him out to the side of the house I rarely visit, and there was a collection of large rocks he had arranged on the rock mulch. The cluster of rocks stretched along the edge of the house and gave its plainness "some definition," he said. I had a good chuckle along with him. His goofy humor is always uplifting. That's part of what makes him a great Dad. Happy Father's Day to all dads.
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| My Husband's Rock Garden |
Hmmmm, I thought I commented here but perhaps I was about to and got distracted? Regardless, I love this! I was prepared to learn more about rock gardening, but what I found instead was a wonderful sense of humor touched with true love. Can't wait until these "bloom"!
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ReplyDeleteThanks for your nice comment. I'm glad you enjoyed the post.
I love this too! Rocks are so much fun. I would encourage him to keep working on his garden.
ReplyDeleteRocks can be kind of fun, particularly in a desert landscape. Thanks for your comment and thanks for visiting.
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