For the last few years, I’ve had some beautiful crepe myrtle bushes in my front flowerbed. They provided color and took up a lot of room and then I had flowers and groundcover around them. I made the mistake of planting daylilies years ago and they tried to take over. This year I even cleared a space for some kale and beets in the flowerbed. I love to experiment.
But the older I get the less I like to weed, water, and those daylilies were becoming a pest. Then last year the aphids hit the crepe myrtle bushes. I started off trying to spray them with organic spray, but the aphids laughed. Then the flies arrived. I had created a little eco system and the flies found out about the aphids and dinner was served. The bushes, however were next to the front door and the flies found there way in.
I pulled out the big guns and sprayed with something a little more toxic, but the aphids had taken over and were not going to quit. At the end of the summer we cut down the bushes.
This spring the bushes came back and it took them no time to grow waist high and bloom beautifully. Soon the aphids were back and with them the predator flies. It was time for a change. I hired my grandson to dig out the bushes along with the daylilies and I kept the groundcover. In browsing Pinterest, I found lots of gardens that had river rock and shrubs and I decided to completely change my front flowerbed. It would require less water and work.
I dug for days clearing my life of tiny bulbs left over from the daylilies and some ornamental grass that was left behind. Then we marked the areas that were to be rock and the areas where I would plant English Boxwood bushes. This could work!
And then the rains came.
I am so close to being able to finish this project. I researched and found out the best time to plant English Boxwood was late fall. If I had my garden all ready before then, it would be easy to slip the bushes in later. But you can’t rake smooth, lay weed barrier cloth, and spread river rock when the water is over your shoes.
I am beginning to think the rain we desperately needed will never end. I just want to finish my garden, but Mother Nature had other ideas. I hope to be able to show you the finished project someday, but right now, this is how the garden looks.
So much for a garden that is easier to work in. I may never have this project finished. Wish me luck.
Friday I was honored by the flight simulator instructors from Vance AFB with a quilt handmade by the wife of one instructor. I had the best job in the world at Vance for 15 years. As an Office Administrator for CSI (Contract Simulator Instructors) I started that job in 1995 in the front office with 23 retired military pilots. They taught the Air Force students to fly, and I kept the office running for them. We lost that contract 15 years later and by that time we had 85 instructors and one Office Administrator. I had help and lots of things changed in that 15 years, but what was most important was that I worked with 85 of the best people in the world.
Next week, Friday, September 7, 2018 is First Friday in Enid 5-9 pm.
#weareowfi! was used a couple of years ago to celebrate all things having to do with Oklahoma Writers’ Federation, Inc. Those days came and went, and we are still a great group of writers supporting writers even if I haven’t seen that hashtag in some time. Breaking into the publishing world is a tough nut to crack and you need all the support you can get. And at OWFI, you get the support you need and want.
I cleared my life of a few books at A New Chapter Bookstore yesterday afternoon. I had a book signing with four other Oklahoma authors. Five authors in one location. It was a beautiful Oklahoma afternoon and I was surrounded by books and good friends. What more could an author want? I came home and ordered more books. 
Victim mentality
I cleared my life of an old phone this week. I’m like an old dog with new tricks – trying desperately to learn something.
I did a little more clearing of my life this week. My bedroom is in the back of the house and it seems things collect there. I am not sure how this happens, but the house is shaped like an “L” and the master bedroom suite is at the end of the “L.” You can’t go any further. So, as you walk to the back with your arms loaded from the living areas, things get dropped in that room. The room is also a dust collector and I constantly battle the dust bunnies. I think I may be losing that battle.
Photos courtesy of Martha K. Draper.

















