Hard hearted gardening
This is the beginnings of the street garden. Major street work and the fear of them ripping up the parkway prevented me from doing anything at all this spring. But the alliums came up anyway, five nice purple spheres. They were fully open for perhaps a day before someone snipped off 3 of them just below the heads, leaving the poor silly stems just standing there dumbfounded. At least the cuts were clean. Then a couple days ago, the 4th one fell to someone trying to pull it but instead just mangling it. Tonight the last one was gone.
So there are a couple ways I can look at this: be angry/sad/dismayed (check!) or be happy I couldn’t do much yet, and now have a better idea of what might survive in this garden (check).
But really anything will be an improvement.
So maybe in fall after they repave the road, I will make a real bed and plant. Over the summer I can practice this: