It seems that I will not be having any snowball hydrangea flowers this year. Two years ago, they were cut down in their prime by the lawn care crew. That’s not what happened this year . . .
I like to get up early and head out to the garden at the crack of dawn. It’s a garden in a loose sense of the word. I live in a townhouse and there is limited space for planting as well as guidelines for planting. I’ve managed to put in a few lovely flowering shrubs and I use pots for some vegetables and herbs. Nevertheless, I would like to enjoy what I’ve put in when the time is right.
I head outside with my tools or a bag in which to put weeds when I pull them.
When I went out to pull weeds recently, I was greeted with this situation:
All those stems had little blossoms on them: forming, flowering, growing. They are all gone! Again! They were eaten alive! It was the band of lawn ornaments I spoke of here: http://goodnightgram.wordpress.com/2012/04/16/lawn-ornaments/ They didn’t even knock on my door or tell me they were hungry.
I know there are sprays to deter hydrangea murders like this from happening, but I’ve lived in this townhouse for 12 years and this is the first time they have made a feast on my flowers. I can’t even give them a lecture . . . like I did the lawn care crew chief.