The Fickle Sun

Those of you familiar with me know that I'm not much for maintenance. I clean only what's necessary, on occasion, and I don't have a yard. Mowing would be out of the question as would be watering. Through the years, though, I've gardened when I could, and when I moved to the city I had flowers on my balcony every summer. My latest home is weird.

I get late afternoon sun and now my trees are shading even that, so my petunias did nothing. Zip. Ridiculous. And I'm not crazy about shade plants. So I said, "Aw, to hell with it," and I put some fake ivy out there. No watering at all. Complete freedom. Perfect.

But still, every year I come to this point and ask myself, "Should I get some pansies or something?
Or should I get another fake something or other and preserve my freedom?"

I'll take a look around this evening.