If At First You Don't Succeed

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This old gal…

Is obsessed with Ireland…visited there with those daughters of mine…DC Gal doing a summer internship in Limerick…the landscape…is stunning…awe inspiring…so inspiring that brown thumb me…was determined to grow a luscious hedge of hydrangeas…behind Old Pink…

Failed miserably…soil basically clay…poor little guys…withered away…looking worse year after year…
And so it is…here we are…Little Cottage…kind of Irelandish…this old gal…decides to give it one more go…new house…different soil…never-say-die spirit…

Bought a large healthy plant…stupidly fertilized it…this is why you have a brown thumb…he says…as his leaves burn on the edges…but he bounces back…got a plant…with that never-say-die spirit…this husband of mine watering him daily with the bluebonnet family…that river town soil…doing it’s thing…

And this old gal…is encouraged…as blooms be blooming…that homage to that trip…as lovely as those memories…of that time…with those special ladies of mine…and feeling a little sure of herself…gardener me…has plans to add a few more hydrangeas to that backyard corner…fill it in…watch it grow…she may get her beautiful hedge…after all…

And so it is…in love and life…some things just take time…and a little bit…of a never-say-die…spirit…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…