My lawn guy is awesome. I think. Or I used to think that.
Last year when we were discussing goals for our yard, one thing he mentioned was trimming down our crape myrtle trees after they were done blooming. He explained that they would come back fuller and they would be more tree-like. They were moving into bush territory.
Well, last week I came home after the ‘trimming’ and I gasped. You might have heard me.
That’s what I call “Bare naked ladies!”
I wish I had a robe for them!
If they don’t come back…well, I might have to dust off my shank.
Wish them growing luck!