What would Jane Austen Grow?

      Amazingly, my husband decided to remove a plant that I disliked but had thrived in its location.  Now he is ready to get rid of the leaking fountain that hasn’t run water in 2 years.   What happened?  I’m usually the one that races ahead with pruners or shovel in hand, gleefully eliminating those plants that don’t curry my favor.  And yet, I am also the one that has moved and babied a particular sweet violet for 3 years.  It finally spread and was blooming and my husband stomped on it during the renovation of our rose bed.  I can’t complain too much because he has worked so hard and the violet is still alive.  I’m simply noting that the tables have turned. 

     Mitch agreed to hire someone to complete the walkways around our garden.  Perhaps he is feeling his age.  It is much better to have a young, strong person to do the physical work.  The trade-off is that they never do it the way you would.  What we’re hoping for is acceptable results quickly.  We’ll see.  Right now it is halfway done.  Again, we’ll see.  There is so much more to do.  I am hoping that at the end of June, we can breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy the garden the rest of the summer!