I’ve been gardening, growing, and propagating for 50 years now but still hesitate to call myself an expert. Maybe because the more I know the more I know how much I don’t know. I feel more like a garden adventurer.
The most heartbreaking part of the whole thing are the trees😭. I’m too old to live to see mature trees on my property again. There are a few saplings/very young trees that are salvageable.
I’m having surgery next week and my daughter is sending me a bird feeder and seeds so that I can watch them from my chair as I convalesce. Today I put up the pole.
I’m proud of the recycled items in my greenhouse and flower barn. The doors and windows were salvaged, the trellis was here when we got here but broken so had to be hung. The benches in the GH are made of pallets.
Magnolia stellata still heads my list as best plant ever. This one went through the tornado and temps in bud at 25 Fahrenheit and still shines brightly!