All right, go ahead and blame me for this craptacular spring weather. I'm aware that I jinxed us all with that March 27th post. I guess that just because where I come from this is the South (hey, everything's relative), doesn't actually make it so. I left for spring break wearing flip-flops, capris, and a tank top and returned in a winter coat. Not cool.
Actually, besides making me lazy and grumpy from seasonal affective disorder, I wouldn't have minded so much except that in my enthousiasm for summer I left my potted plants outside. Big mistake. My gerber daisies that had just bloomed for the third time are now completely done for, and the hydrangea bush (which I babied back to health all winter after leaving it out too long last fall) resembles microwaved lettuce strung on a branch. I nearly cried, half-hoping that some miracle had saved it from the frost, sleet, and snow while I was away. Ironically, only my pansies have toughed out the weather (get it, they're pansies... I know, bad pun). Good thing I didn't get the flowers I'd wanted back in that week of 80 degree weather, after all.
Hopefully Memorial Day weekend will be more pleasant outside than Easter.
Actually, besides making me lazy and grumpy from seasonal affective disorder, I wouldn't have minded so much except that in my enthousiasm for summer I left my potted plants outside. Big mistake. My gerber daisies that had just bloomed for the third time are now completely done for, and the hydrangea bush (which I babied back to health all winter after leaving it out too long last fall) resembles microwaved lettuce strung on a branch. I nearly cried, half-hoping that some miracle had saved it from the frost, sleet, and snow while I was away. Ironically, only my pansies have toughed out the weather (get it, they're pansies... I know, bad pun). Good thing I didn't get the flowers I'd wanted back in that week of 80 degree weather, after all.
Hopefully Memorial Day weekend will be more pleasant outside than Easter.
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