With all the crape myrtles in bloom I've been dying to get one.
I did all the research about what size I wanted (not to big), what color (white),
the shape (of a small tree)
and decided on one that should be fairly easy to get in the fall when
I would plant it.
Acoma it was.
Now I would just wait.
My father has some in his yard.
They have been there for quite some time
and they are still pretty small.
They are a pretty puple and babies seem to be
springing up all over the yard.
So I asked him for one.
I figured it would be easy just to plant
one next to the mail box
since the front of the yard gets some of the most sun.
He comes over with this.
I don't know what it is.
How big it gets.
It IS very pretty though.
All my planning for nothing.
Ah well, this seems to be the anti-plan garden anyways.
Isn't that life?