Just when it's time to dump the geraniums and pop in the mums, these geraniums which haven't done a thing since I bought them to replace the ones I drowned during the dog days of summer, had to go and bloom.
Now what am I supposed to go and do?
Why can't every flower be like the zinnia? Perfect in all circumstances. For example right now these beautiful orange ones just won't quit. Right now when I happen to love all things orange so much that I am thinking of temporarily changing my name to Orange.
Geraniums can be persnickety...they don't like being drowned...I let the beauties go nearly dry before watering unless they're in clay pots which require more frequent drinks. They also love being root bound.
Mums I like any time or any place. They are joyous, bursting with fall, showoffs. That pungent peppery aroma when the leaves are touched...ahhhh!
You change your name to Orange, I'll change mine to Russet. Maybe Mary Ann will be Goldie?
Posted by: Joan | 10/15/2011 at 11:20 PM
Don't you dare! Zinnia would be better! Then if you planted them in other colours, you're not stuck with orange. Now I have to do the Zinnia thing next year. I too got so fed up with all the pots, I just decided they had to go before the snow flies. It was 48 degrees here last night, so the frost will definitely be on the pumpkin this year!
Posted by: Leslie J. Moran | 10/16/2011 at 02:38 PM