The older I get, the more limited I want my space to be; gardening space that is. I think small space gardeners have an easier time when it comes to making choices about which plants to grow. With only a limited amount of room, I’d say they’re much more particular about the growing habits of their plants. I have the opposite dilemma, I’ve got too much space and if I had the cash, I’d probably end up buying at least one variety of every named species hardy to my zone 5 garden.
One of my favorite shrubs is hydrangeas (we have two pee gees and two Nikko blues) and the Agricultural Research Service has just announced the introduction of two new ones, “the first compact forms of Hydrangea quercifolia,” or oakleaf hydrangeas: ‘Ruby Slippers,’ and ‘Munchkin.’ Most of you probably know about the oakleaf hydrangeas and their attractive leaves that resemble those of the oak tree. My sister-in-law has a gorgeous specimen in her garden that I’d love to have in mine. There’s just something about that leaf shape that makes the shrub seem so elegant.
Changing the subject, it’s time to start mowing. Actually, it’s past time, but my mower was in the shop for about a month so I’m behind other lawn mowers and the grass has grown egregiously. Instead of writing this, I should be out in the garage sharpening the blades, there’s three of them. I keep telling myself it’s time to teach my 17-year old son how to use a power grinder, but it seems he’s always holding his cell phone. And I’m afraid he’ll hurt himself, so I just keep doing it. He and his sister dread mowing and I dread having to tell them to mow. I think they’re both on the verge of being diagnosed with Nature Deficit Disorder. I wonder if it’s my fault.