| ||||||||||
 
Dr. Ronald P. Rogers CHIROPRACTOR Support for your body's natural healing capabilities 270-384-5554 Click here for details 
  
Columbia Gas Dept. GAS LEAK or GAS SMELL Contact Numbers 24 hrs/ 365 days 270-384-2006 or 9-1-1 Call before you dig 
Visit ColumbiaMagazine's Directory of Churches Addresses, times, phone numbers and more for churches in Adair County Find Great Stuff in ColumbiaMagazine's Classified Ads Antiques, Help Wanted, Autos, Real Estate, Legal Notices, More... 
|
Carol Perkins: I'm Finished Previous Column: The Baby Visit By Carol Perkins I have made a decision, as Spring approaches, that I am through with flowers and flower bulbs. I have set out enough for my yard to look like a picture out of Southern Living, but I have an Iris here and a tulip there. Guy tilled up a large space for wildflowers and we probably sowed 100 pounds of seeds, but all I saw were a few that would have come up on their own. Sunflowers won't even grow in the sun. Cannons? One came up. My buttercups never disappoint, but they have a short life. Even my trees die. I should fill the yard with artificial flowers. Then the yard would look like a cemetery. Flowers make me happy. Roses, even the knockouts that are supposed to grow anywhere, disappoint. The buds fall off as quickly as they bloom. Regular roses don't even attempt to produce. I might get one bloom late in the year. They look so pretty in the garden shops, but I've wasted too much money and time trying to get them to live. I have vowed to fill my flower boxes and let my flower beds grow over. Guy is thankful. Some things are not within my reach. Growing things is for those who are patient, attentive, and knowledgeable. I am none of those when it comes to planting or gardening. We once tried to grow a garden where we once lived, but the backyard was a swamp. Alligators could have lived happily there. The garden we attempted where we live now was not rich in soil. Not even an onion would grow. Not even a tomato. We couldn't even grow tomatoes in a bucket with a wire. Guy gave up gardening, but I continued to labor over a flower garden. I am finished. As soon as I get the pansies out of the back of my truck and in my flower boxes, I'm finished. As soon as I visit my friend who has dozens of irises to give me, I'm finished. Like an obsessed Diet Coke drinker who must have one from McDonald's every day, I must stay away from garden shops. Guy contends I didn't know we had a yard until I retired. "I have dug enough holes in this yard to bury dead animals." Not this summer. I'm finished. As soon as I get... You can contact Carol at carolperkins06@gmail.com. This story was posted on 2023-03-19 09:34:11
Printable: this page is now automatically formatted for printing.
Have comments or corrections for this story? Use our contact form and let us know. More articles from topic Carol Perkins:
Carol Perkins: The Baby Visit Carol Perkins: The Wind Beneath My Tree Carol Perkins: Get That Tip and Let'er Rip Carol Perkins: Trapped Carol Perkins: The Heart Carol Perkins: Being Famous Carol Perkins: Opposites Attract Carol Perkins: The Birthday Gift Carol Perkins: Title IX Carol Perkins: A Long Winter's Nap View even more articles in topic Carol Perkins |
 
115 Jamestown St. Columbia, KY. 270-384-2496 
  
   
 Provided by the Adair Co Fiscal Court and the Adair Co. Emergency Mgt. Agency 
|
||||||||
|
| ||||||||||
|
Quick Links to Popular Features
Looking for a story or picture? Try our Photo Archive or our Stories Archive for all the information that's appeared on ColumbiaMagazine.com. | ||||||||||
|
Contact us: Columbia Magazine and columbiamagazine.com are published by Linda Waggener and Pen Waggener, PO Box 906, Columbia, KY 42728. Please use our contact page, or send questions about technical issues with this site to webmaster@columbiamagazine.com. All logos and trademarks used on this site are property of their respective owners. All comments remain the property and responsibility of their posters, all articles and photos remain the property of their creators, and all the rest is copyright 1995-Present by Columbia Magazine. Privacy policy: use of this site requires no sharing of information. Voluntarily shared information may be published and made available to the public on this site and/or stored electronically. Anonymous submissions will be subject to additional verification. Cookies are not required to use our site. However, if you have cookies enabled in your web browser, some of our advertisers may use cookies for interest-based advertising across multiple domains. For more information about third-party advertising, visit the NAI web privacy site.
| ||||||||||
