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I had an idea, a plan and this was translated into reality.


It is a tedious, physically demanding work, especially if you do until then, his ass in an office chair was transplanted, the physical work before me held.


My idea was my garden around the house into a sea of flowers transform. The plan consisted of the plants, which means every month should be a little flower.


The design should correspond to my site and the view from the house, and now it has been difficult. I live in the mountains behind my house is steep up and down steep before.


While I worked my earth, I thought up a plan for the design. The result is a long series of small stone walls that I build. The stones I get from the mountain and share them with the pickaxe, or a large hammer. Meanwhile, I have learned, and the chunks fly no more across the region.


My next problem was and is my earth, which is acidic and not all plants tolerate it. I have been using the compost to neutralize the soil. I have a few trucks and manure must be incorporated every two years, complement.


The first plants I have from cuttings taken from my neighbours and a few I have bought and shared. Five of 40 roses I have bought and then the branches are cut, made and refined. The Oleander, I have roots in the water let it and a year left in the pot and set. This is part of the fence, before sitting lower plants, alternately, that bloom all year round.


I am after years still not ready. I now work for my profession and sell all the plants, for which I have no real place in the garden did. I’m also take my plants as motive for my e-cards and photo-paints. What is easy compared with the work in the garden.


The plan is well thought out and driven forward with a system, my garden is a sea of flowers each season.