To compensate for hefting those rocks up the hill I rewarded myself and indulged my visual cortex by embellishing the rock arrangements I had so lovingly designed. There were some old stumps and roots that I just couldn't remove so I just worked them into my scene to give it authenticity as if it were a movie set. To this I added most anything I found at the nursery that was in bloom; columbines (Aquilegia), pincushion (Scabiosa), foxglove (Digitalis), lots of foxglove, succulents of all different colors and shapes, I brought something home every night. Within a short time my addiction had truly transformed my hill into a kaleidoscopic, baroque floral fantasy. My neighbors began to wonder about the hundreds, maybe thousands of one gallon plastic pots that were stacking up in the driveway.
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I want to be there so badly. Your garden is stunning.
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