Monday, March 2, 2015
I Feel The Need...
The snow outside reminds me of the old song, "I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor ... " . We are slowly approaching "Oh heck. I'm up to my neck." I look out over the snow covered garden and I feel the need, the need to weed! I found just what I needed. Wood sorrel, one of the weeds that I battle in the garden every year, was growing in my pot of society garlic. I got my garden claw and nippers. I hardly needed big tools for the tiny weeds, but it was my happiness that was the issue here. I purposely left the gloves in my garden cart. I wanted to get my hands dirty and some dirt under my nails.
There's not a lot of dirt in the pot, but I did get my hands a little dirty and a little bit of dirt under my nails. I also found scale on the plant. I can't tell you the satisfaction I felt scraping those little suckers off the plant with my fingernails. I know the house plant experts say to toss a plant that has scale, but this plant was a Mother's Day gift and I have had it for years.
I left the plant looking like this. It thanked me by releasing its scent when I watered it. It's not an aroma I would dab behind my ears, but I loved it just the same. I'm sure I didn't kill all the scale on this plant, but the weeds are gone. The plant is trimmed. I don't know if the plant feels better, but I know I do. As for the scale, "I'll be back!"