Which led to my frustration one day. Am I doing something wrong . . . or is this stake just poorly designed? Who has a lily that is tall enough to go in the hoop right away?
So I voiced my frustration to my husband . . . who told me to just use some string and tie the lily to the stake until it's tall enough.
Oh, okay. He gave me some white twine and I thought 'ick'. That will look terrible in my newly mulched garden.
I brushed the dirt off me . . . ran up to my stash . . . and came back out with a nice ball of cotton yarn. (Covington, by Plymouth Yarns. Left over from the cutest Nora Gaughan vest.)
Look. Doesn't that look better?
I tied all my lily stalks to the stakes and sat back and admired my handiwork. I thought 'What a clever little camouflage use of that green cotton.'
Then I thought . . . 'Oh, maybe I just made extra work for myself. Maybe I'm suppose to just shove the stakes deeper into the ground and pull them out as the plant grows.'
I guess this makes me more of a knitter than a gardener.
It's going to rain tomorrow. That's probably a good thing . . . it will keep me out of the garden. I think I'll stay in and knit and think of more stash buster ideas.
Until next time, keep your nose in a book or your fingers in fiber.
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