A day of tears

I came home Sunday after church to find one large brown horse trapped in my flower garden. After my handsome husband coaxed the horse out of my flower beds, the destruction was visible. The horse either trampled to death lilies or he just pulled plants out of the ground for the fun of it. Have you ever been too sad to cry? Mr. gardener was livid, while I just surveyed the damage and was thankful that there were plants still standing. I gathered myself and spent the evening consoling Mr. gardener. He was taking it so hard. They are my plants and my garden layout. I hope that he will recover soon. I've been trying to remain calm and not talk about what happened so he can move on.

The heat is taking its toll on the plants. The blooms on my roses are half of their original size. I have noticed sprinklers on during the day in many gardens. The marigolds, vinca, zinnia, and shrubbery is outstanding in Kosciusko and Ridgeland. The coleus is exceptional too this year. There are so many beautiful gardens in my area. I was on Hwy 19 going towards Philadelphia, and the yards along that stretch of highway are well manicured. Each home had its own unique and individual style. I hope that each gardener's individual style or personality shines through in their garden.