Confessions of a faux flower fan
Our yard is beautiful and well-tended by my lawn-whisperer husband, Bert. Yes, I married well. We’ve lived in this home since 1987, and every tree, shrub and blade of grass is the result of our planting over the years. We enjoy flowering trees, bushes, shrubs, ground cover and ornamental grasses. We treasure a rose bush that came from the long-ago Hughes Greenhouses in Post Falls, the largest domestic producer of roses in the country at the time.
Seasonally, I have two large front-porch rail planters and five large watering-can planters on my oasis of a back patio, a summer living space. Every year, I’d spend an exorbitant amount of money on Mother’s Day weekend to buy quality petunia plants and other blooming annuals to fill the planters.
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