I always do this. I have a few yellow tulips so far; I look longingly at the deep purple ones next door. I have candytuft covered in white flowers; I'm jealous of the bright magenta creeping phlox across from the high school. I had gorgeous true blue Siberian squills; I'm focused on the grape hyacinth growing all over town. My tulip-flowered magnolia is looking lovely, and I keep eyeing the kind with the fringed white flowers, growing in three different yards on our usual walk to lunch.
Would I swap my magnolia for theirs? Would I give up my squills for a healthy stand of hyacinths? Would I even plant the phlox, much less dig up the candytuft to make room for it? No. But I still can't seem to keep my eyes on my own flowers.
Image: Mine.
The muscari is always purpler on the other side, you know.
ReplyDeleteHee. :) It is. I am fully satisfied with my clumps of Thalia daffodils, but otherwise I just can't stop the coveting...
ReplyDeleteJust found your blog. Love your writing! I think part of gardening is never being completely satisfied. Besides who's to say we can't enjoy other people's gardens too?
ReplyDeleteOf course you wouldn't swap, you'd just take em all!
ReplyDeleteHey, Grace! Thank you, and welcome! Yes, this is true, but I should work on cutting out the envy, I think.
ReplyDeleteHey, Jess! Yes, you're absolutely right. Though I'd have to take other people's land along with their plants, because mine is full. Very, very full.
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