We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Hereabouts, it's time to yank out the Spring pansies. Many people have the nurseries fill their planters right about now, but people like Mrs. BD like to do them herself.
She says all you need to know is that a planter needs one thriller, a few spillers, and filler - with interesting foliage contrast and compatible color. It's a form of flower arranging. In a couple of weeks, these pots will be looking good:
Bird Dog ...'Down heah' in the South, we have a wonderful plant called plumbago, the newest hybrids of which have quite a deep blue color. It's a semi-vining annual, which sometimes persists down here for several winters, if they're mild enough. A 12" clay pot of plumbago in full bloom [and they bloom almost constantly for eleven months of the year here] is truly beautiful, and would look gorgeous in your garden.