As a gardener, sometimes I feel like I’m always concentrating on what hasn’t yet happened with my plant projects … the pansies that haven’t germinated, the salvia that hasn’t rebloomed since being cut back, the alyssum seed that I haven’t yet sowed. So today, I was determined to appreciate something. I went out and cut a fistful of zinnias from the plants outside. They’re the “Cut and Come Again” variety, so they benefit from being pruned anyway.
They look lovely on the kitchen counter. It’s the little things in the garden that can be so nice, especially with the infernal heat that’s put just about every plant into sleep mode. I’m a happy camper today.