That is a very misleading title, because I have no pictures.
I have no pictures, because the sun is setting, and pictures would not turn out if I took them now. My limbs ache, my skin is tacky with old sunscreen and dried sweat, and my scent is unpleasant. Perhaps tonight I will bathe before bed, a long, slow soak in Epsom salts.
Last year I planted zinnias and nasturtiums, and they brought me a great deal of happiness. So, this year I decided to plant seeds again. I bought alyssum, zinnias, cosmos and cleome (I believe I just listed them in height order from shortest to tallest).
No nasturtiums. Shawn doesn't care for them. He doesn't like sunflowers, either, because when he was little, one of his cousins told him that aliens physically entered sunflowers and possessed them while spying on humans and plotting to overtake the world. Sunflowers have always given Shawn the creeps, but I'm not sure why he dislikes nasturtiums. Maybe it's because the summer I grew them in NY, I was always sneaking them into salads to be fancy; they are very peppery-hot. I did not serve nasturtiums even once last summer, though.
So anyway, I planted alyssum, zinnias, cosmos and cleome, whole packets of seeds sprinkled liberally into the small spaces of my garden plot. They were not Burpee seeds.
The alyssum came up quite well. A few zinnia seedlings finally made an appearance. I believe I counted four (4) cosmo seedlings. As for the cleome--three weeks later, there is not a single sprout of cleome. "Easy to grow!" the cleome packet had claimed. Next year I will try Burpee cleome seeds and see if they work any better.
Today I went to a garden center; Prairie Gardens, it's called, and it's kind of like Hafner's in North Syracuse, except it carries dishes, jewelry, scarves, furniture, wedding supplies, and candles, in addition to all the garden stock you can imagine.
I bought bedding plants: cosmos and cleome, since my seeds had made such a poor (or non-existent) showing. I also bought some white snapdragons because they were there, and because my Grandma Rainbow always used to plant snapdragons (she also planted zinnias). I like flowers that remind me of her.
I stuck my little bedding plants into my garden, in and amongst the fading foliage from my tulips and daffodils. The beauty has not been made manifest yet; it is a garden in transition.
Oh my word. Rabbits.
While planting my bedding plants, I noticed what looked like zinnia seedlings that may have been chewed off. Of course, it is very difficult to identify a seedling when only the stem is left. Right.
But. Rabbits. I meant to sprinkle crushed red pepper flakes around my new baby plants. Better go do that now. In the dark.