For the second summer in a row, we have window boxes under our front windows. Last year, the summer was so hot and dry, it was all we could do to keep up with the watering. It was such a chore that my husband is planning to devise a watering system for those boxes this year.
I love looking at the flowers in them, but last year, the flowers I chose were so finicky, they were wilting in half a day. Earlier this spring, I couldn't wait for REAL summer flowers so I went ahead and planted pansies in the boxes. Well, you know how fragile those things are...they were gonners in no time.
Two weeks ago, I finally got around to digging those wilted things out of the boxes and planting them with GLORIOUS, wildly-pink geraniums and long, flowing white vines that complimented the geraniums beautifully. My window boxes FINALLY looked complete and gorgeous. Until today.
I went out to water them (AGAIN), and what do you think I found? SOMETHING mysterious had destroyed the long, flowing white vines out of TWO window boxes! The vines were too high from the ground to be eaten by rabbits, and it seemed that if it were nesting birds (who have been known to pick the coconut grass out from between the iron boxes), they would have carried the destroyed vines off with them.
But no. To add insult to injury, the long, flowing white vines lay in a pile on the ground beneath the window boxes. They looked so beautiful. And limp. Acckkk!
Sigh. Did I mention that I LOVE my window boxes?! And I love them so much, that I plan to put two more on the ledge of the picture window. I hope I remember how happy it makes me to look out my windows, framed in lovely summer flowers, the next time something contrary or mysterious happens to those boxes. And when my hubby gets around to creating that splendid watering system, I KNOW my happiness will increase ten-fold!