But it was the day to accomplish my next to last move in garden makeover. Uncle Tom and I hoisted the very large peony from the ground and gave it a new home by the other peony, way pack there. Now there is a dense stand of peonies. Part of the plan of giving weeds no place to grow.
Then the wheelbarrow load of iris went to the way back corner of the garden. I call it the swamp, because my swaying water lily and the brass cattails are in the center of all.
We went to the store to buy more Canterbury bells to fill in where all the daisies way down on the left would be removed to fill in the peony space. And daisies to fill in the daisy patch in the old peony patch.
But, I could not get past the hibiscus. And my granddaughters did not restrain me, although we passed on the white hibiscus, too. Too much statement. We bought five more Canterbury bells, but daisies to finish off will wait till next spring. Or, maybe next week. Perennials are on sale, now.
Planted. Next year the lettuce tower will hold cascading flowers. Already cleared that with my sister. And the object d'art wisteria trellis is home to a climbing white rose, already four feet tall and set to rise above all.
More watering, and admiring.
I am so pleased.