Tiny Tuesday!

All of us here at the Hall have been trying to do a little gardening and yard work/cleaning to spruce up the place. I’ll be sharing photos now and then, but for today, I wanted to share a tiny find.

After last year’s freeze, we lost botanicals that I’d been nurturing for thirty years. We had a lot of pots filled with nothing but dirt. After more than a year of being bothered by those plant-less reminders, and prompted by a couple of other things (mini health crisis; finally getting to see Lynne’s new home and her always-gorgeous gardens), I got Tom to help me brainstorm what we could do to provide a more pleasing place to enjoy our yard (when the heat and mosquitos will allow it).

One of the first dirty jobs he did was dumping the old soil from all those pots. There’s a certain section along the fence where some dogs like to dig (notably, the late Penny, along with Anime and sometimes Delta), so he used the soil to fill in there. A lot of it was tangled in old dead root balls that he had to break up. In doing so, he found a ceramic frog that my mother had used in one of her potted plants. Don’t know how it ended up there, but if she were here, she’d remind me that if I maintained my plants better, the frog would never have been lost. (I’ll say it again: ONLY David and Debby got the plant-growing gene from her.)

We’d bought some new aloe for small pots on the back patio because I usually have good luck with aloe. However, there’s one aloe plant in Aaron’s Garden on our front porch that has always struggled. I transplanted it to a new pot in the backyard with a thriving aloe plant, gave it some succulent food, and took one of the new plants for Aaron’s Garden. And that’s where I put the frog, so now his garden has a little gift from a grandmother he loved and who loved him so much.