There's one moment I really dread as a writer. The blank page. I get a little panicked every time I open up a new document to start a new writing project. Ideas flow easy when I'm in the car or the shower. But when I sit down to write, all my creative juices seem to suddenly dry up.
I have the same panicked feeling when I think about landscaping my new house. There's next to nothing planted around the house. Just mulch in the flower beds. Where do I start?
I love plants, but I have very little knowledge of design. There are 105 plants that I want to grow, but I learned in my 20's what happens if I just plant whatever strikes my fancy without consideration of aesthetics. Chaos!
Well at least I made some insects and other critters very happy. This time around, though, I vow to not make my garden an eyesore to the rest of us.