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Our Indiana
spring was…frustrating…from a planting perspective. We had some warm days early
on – the kind that get your hopes up and then disappear, rudely, never to return.
The closer the days got to planting gardens and flowers, the colder and windier
it became. As I’ve shared before on here, we had a bit of a learning curve with
plants when we moved to our current county. We’d always purchased our plants at
big box stores, but apparently when you move to Amish country, you start buying
your plants at greenhouses, and you buy them early if you want to have any
chance at selection.
So we went early – on our May
monthiversary – and bought all we would need for this year. And then for the
next week and a half, we played a not-so-fun game of pulling the plants out of
the garage every single morning and put them back in every single night. It was
frustrating. I did not think some of the plants were going to make it until we could
get them in the ground!
At last, we were able to plant,
and it was such a joy. It took two days to get complete all the planting, and
for the first time, I permitted myself to slow down enough to thoroughly enjoy the
planting. I soaked in the beauty of being outside. I prayed as I planted. I
breathed deeply. I told those little plants to take root and grow tall and
strong.
After three summers at the lake,
I feel like we’ve finally figured out what grows well and what colors work
best. I love the way it all looks this year, and I am excited to take another
round of pictures in a month to see how much they have grown in these few short
weeks!
Summer feels alive at the lake,
and we love seeing how beautiful it looks in our little planters and garden
beds!
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