Underneath all that snow, there lies a garden.
I call it Plopper’s Field because I just plop plants here and there in it, wherever there seems to be a bit of open dirt. I do try to remember not to put tall plants in front of short plants, and mind where there might be some bulbs planted.
All in all, it turns out fairly nice, if I do say so myself.
In early spring, its a pleasant sort of green.
Later on in late May, there is more in bloom.
In September, it still has some good moments.
Even in a year like last year when we had a terrible drought.
Underneath all that snow, there lies a garden, and I can’t wait to see it again.