I have a little garden area outside of my dining room. It's usually overgrown and dried out, ignored and neglected. Over the past 20 years I've tried to grow a beautiful space. I'm envious of successful gardeners like Vanessa from "A fanciful twist". Doesn't everyone want a beautiful green space? I've always imagined that I would have a gorgeous garden. I also thought I would be a gourmet cook, grow my own food, raise organic chickens, speak three languages, be thin, love to exercise, be a professional photographer and have my own clothing line that I could whip up out of velvet curtains. The thing is, to be any of the above, you have to work really, really hard at it. I don't. I just expected that they would happen. They don't. My garden is taking a lot of work. It's coming along a little.
This is one tiny little area, in my "garden of weedon".