Okay this time I did probably upset one of my leads. I emailed her and now I'm calling to make sure we are okay. She has two gardens and wants to give up the bigger garden. I don't want that. She's a good lead and knows her stuff. The littler garden can just go away if you ask me but I shouldn't have said that.
Redid one of my beds with some Rattlesnake Master and Agave. Divided the Russian Sage into three plants. Moved a few of the coneflowers to the other side of the bed. Got a pattern going on. I think I'll fill in the open areas with zinnias next year. Should be low maintenance. Was going to put a grass in my clay bed but there's no getting a shovel through that.
Put it into the other bed where I can basically dig with my hands. The clay soil bed, native seeds blow in there and grow on their own. I'm good with that.
Busy week ahead of us. While I'm out getting the cinder blocks, Catherine's team is going to start removing the edgers. We'll probably go at that on Saturday. We still have to get all the stuff back in the greenhouse. We're digging up the perennials we sell next spring and putting them in pots. I need to get the stone bed cut down so they can store them in there. I am not digging all those canna bulbs out this year. If they die over the winter, okay. I'm tired of the design in that bed anyway. Then again, if they live, I won't have to do anything but get the plants we are selling off them.
I may have hit the brick wall for my age. I have never recovered this year to my go, go, go state. I am dragging. It feels good to be out there but my drive is gone. I didn't take this on to be somebody but the status kind of grows on you. Now that I'm backing away, it just feels a little weird. Decisions are being made without me. Other names are taking the place mine once had. I remind myself, I've done this sort of thing many times. Go into something a nobody and rise to the top only to walk away at some point, back down to a nobody again. Might not do it again, I might be "old" but it is my nature.