The peony by the front door is loaded down with buds this year. For the first time since I moved here over 5 years ago, I put a top dressing of manure in my flower beds early this spring. Now all my plants are full and lush and loaded with buds held aloft on sturdy stems.
And I’m having a DUH moment. I mean, we’re surrounded with tons of manure, nature’s gift to plants, and I haven’t taken advantage of it. Sure, we dump a load of manure on the vegetable garden every fall, but it just didn’t occur to me to put any on the flower beds. I can be such a dunce sometimes.
But fortunately the flowers are forgiving,
albeit a little grumpy.