Hard to say goodbye

It was 114 degrees here in Arizona the other day. I finally decided to clean out my flower boxes. I was trying to hold on to them as long as possible. I'm not going to clean them out completely. I'm still holding on to the survivors.

I'm still decided what to fill them with through the summer. Any ideas? I'll have to go to home depot and see what I could fill them with for the summer. I really love them. I didn't know it was going to feel so rewarding to water them and watch them grow and bloom. I love the sound of the water splashing the leaves, and the sound of drops dripping off the leaves.

This one was hit the hardest.

This one is still holding on pretty well.

On an exciting note. The bushes are blooming. I adore them. They really are beautiful. They're much better in real life then in this photo. The blue flowers really pop.

I love you flowers.

flower beds/phrase of the week

Shaun put together some flower boxes to go below our front windows. I love them! It's been such a joy to water the flowers everyday. I didn't know I would enjoy doing this so much. It's so rewarding to see new flowers bloom over and over again. Sometimes it feels like a whole new planter box with the new blooms that come and go. We've had them for about 3 months now. I'm worried about them for the summer. It will be sad to see them wither from the scorching sun. *sigh*

In our front flower garden. We have these 3 bushes that bloom annually. They started to get really bushy and over grown. I have been plucking the flowers and trimming with my hands.

One day I was at the Hobby Lobby and saw these adorable flower shears. I bought them.

I'm blaming them for what I'm about to tell you. I don't know what happen. Maybe the sun was too hot. Maybe I was just so excited to use my new shears. Maybe it's because I'm not a very patient person.

I started to trim the overly grown bushes. There's 3 of them. For some reason I must have had an issue with the middle one. I started to trim and just kept cutting and cutting. Even accidentally trimming the perfectly fine areas. There was a whole lot of dead branches under neath. In my attempt to get at them I would end up cutting big chucks of bushy leaves off. It all just become a blur!

This is where the phrase of the week comes in, "the bonsai tree." I had completely butchered this poor bush. When Shaun came home he asked me, "What happen to the bush?" I threw my hands up in the air and had to hang my head in shame. "I have no idea what happened! It all happened so fast!" We both had to laugh. The bush looked ridiculous! Shaun started to call it the Bonsai tree.

I'm happy to say that the bush has recovered nicely. Thank goodness. It was looking grim for awhile.