The Door is a Jar

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My Little PeeGees

Unfortunately…again…this weekend, the chore gods aligned against me and prevented my weekly photo jaunt.  Don’t you just hate those pesky chores that keep you from being able to the things you would really prefer doing?  Someday, I would like to have a staff of people to do things like the cleaning, cooking, laundry, etc.  A staff to remove the weeds that are now the size of small trees, even though there has not been any significant rain.  Yeah, the day of having a staff of chore doers is certainly a long way off (and by “long way off” I mean never gonna happen).  As in the past when this has occurred, I improvise.

I had been anxiously awaiting the flowers on my PeeGee hydrangea. Why?  Because all my other flowers are gone.  The spring flowers bloomed long ago and the last of the daylilies just finished.  My garden is still a work in progress (like most things in my life) as I try to add more that will bloom at different times over the summer.  Right now, it is just a little lacking in that area (ok, a lot lacking – I admit it!).  But at long last, my PeeGees have bloomed!  Oh, happy day!

My PeeGee’s are one of my garden success stories.  I wanted to add flowering trees to my backyard to act as a screen from the neighbors.  I started researching and discovered that PeeGee’s can be trained to become trees.  I also found that if you want to buy them that way, they are expensive.   I got mine from the Arbor Day Foundation about four years ago.  I bought four for $20, or $5 bucks a tree.    I thought I was a total genius until they arrived.  It was basically a “Stick in a Bag” tree kit.  Still for $5, I figured I could be patient.

Four years later, they are not yet trees, but they really want to be.  Their branches are plenty long enough to be trees, but the trunk part is just not quite tall enough yet.  I can relate to this.  Growing up, I was always the shortest kid in the class.  It didn’t help matters that my last name (before marriage) was Short.  Seriously, could you get luckier than that?  It certainly didn’t result in clever taunts like “Do you know why your last name is Short?  Cause your short!”  No, not at all.  Actually, there are way worse last names out there.  At the risk of offending someone, I’m gonna refrain from mentioning anything obviously worse….well, maybe just one….no…not gonna do it.

Anyway, my little PeeGees have extra long branches, resulting in blooms that either touch or almost touch the ground.  It doesn’t make photographing them an easy task.  However, it did make for some interesting pictures and some interesting grass stains on my clothes as I lay on the ground trying to get a good angle.

So, until my PeeGee’s are all grown up, I’ll just have to keep the good stain-fighting laundry detergent around.  Ugh, laundry!

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