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Maverick
On my birthday I decided to make a flowerbed in my backyard. It was something that we had been meaning to do since we moved in two years ago, but no one really wanted to dig up the grass. Not because we liked the grass, but because it would be really hard work due to the fact that the ground is mostly clay. I started out with plans to dig a space where I could plant a clematis by the arbor, but ended up with a garden that extended to the corner of my yard along the fence, about 6′x6′x8′ in a triangular shape. It looked huge up close, but when I turned to look at the rest of my yard in comparison — it’s really small. Let’s call it ‘quaint’. From the sidewalk you can’t even see my quaint birthday garden actually.
I really wanted to go straight to the nursery to pick out a few plants to put in the flowerbed, but waited so we could go together on Saturday. We picked out some tall grass, catmint, a small juniper, and a burgandy sedum type plant. Once you get close enough to see, it’s really pretty.
After we finished the flowerbed, my husband said to me, “see how much easier it is when we work together as a team to get something done, rather than going about it in your usual maverick way?”
Maverick way? Moi?
Okay, to be honest I hadn’t ever really thought about it, but I suppose I am a bit of a maverick. I like to do things when I want to do them, not before, not after, and I want to do them my way. Is that so bad? I mean, it got us a quaint little birthday garden, right?
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We need a pic of your quaint little garden.
Yeh but he doesn’t need to go right out there and SAY it … therefore RUBBING IT IN does he? Men! Always right (in THEIR own minds anyway).
Jos last blog post..Quizzically, already round 2