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Spring Planting Time

Conventional wisdom in Vermont designates Memorial Day as the safe time to plant the garden.  Of course, the plant catalogs arrive in February so that all hope for spring is not lost.

Since I have moved into a condo, I have only a small patch where I can put some flowers and I have a container garden for my herbs.  I have plenty of room for a garden in Florida, but not being there full time would necessitate hiring someone to take of it in my absence.  Eventually I will make the transition.  In the mean time, I just do fantasy gardening.


I will definitely have a Buddha.

I went to browse at Gardener's Supply.


 Bougainvillea and other tropical plants in the green house made me think I was still in Florida.
Has global warming made this much of a foothold?
Succulents in an old bathroom sink.

A desert vibe.  



This hibiscus bloom was huge.  It would be an annual here.
Maybe I could put it on my deck and then transport it to Florida for planting? I spent more time in my Florida head on this little excursion.  Next time I will look at something to put in my Vermont planters.  Memorial Day will be here soon enough.

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  1. You got good collection of plants...amazing pictures.

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  2. I'm with you. I love plants. Even in my little apartment patio I have some ferns and shrubs in pots. I go out every evening and look at them. Hahaha. They are so big now there is hardly room to sit but I will have a yard again and, hopefully, I'll take them with me.

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  3. It's always so nice to see greenery inside as well as outside the home. Good photos and dreams.

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  4. Loved the sink planter. I appreciate it when no longer useful objects are recycled into being plant containers.

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  5. Nice ... sometimes the fantasy is better than the reality. No weeds, for example!

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