Alternate title: helicopter hell!
I would like to take this opportunity to express my deep hatred for helicopter maple trees. Knowing full well that I would go into deep depression if I lost the three XXL sized trees in my front and back yards, it is still really hard to accept the helicopters each May. It seems they run in cycles. The past two years have been oh so under control. This year? Pure insanity. Look at this mess!
Then? It rains and rains and rains. And rains. Torrential downpour. Over a two week period, the seeds fall to the ground strongly resembling helicopters aka twirly birds. Then it rains and rains and rains. Wet monsoon. The helicopter seeds then magically sprout into cute little maple trees and I want to kill myself. Imagine thousands of tiny maple trees growing in every inch of your entire yard, in all the flower beds, between shrubs, everywhere. In the crease of the driveway pavement. I swear to you.
If you think I'm dramatic, you should hear my husband complain. Albeit whilst he cleans out the gutters, pulls weeds while on business calls, and scoops large shovels full of helicopters filling large bag after bag.
I just wanted to preface these graduation party day pics with the helicopter story so that you understand the intensity of having a graduation party on the patio during the month of May.
And now, I'll cheer up... My baby graduated from high school!
Love the begonias in the flower beds!
You can see the baby maple trees growing on the edges of the begonia bed here...
It stopped raining for the graduation on Saturday and the graduation party on Sunday. I honestly don't care if it rains every single day for the rest of the summer. (That was a sarcastic joke, Mother Nature...)
Welcome to June.
Landscape Designer: Vickie Lea Designs