The garden is coming to life one bloom at a time. Tulips bashfully hide behind the bamboo. A wee daffodil peeks out from a bush. The Japanese maple, the one I thought was on its last limb, sprouts lush burgundy leaves. The creeping clematis looks healthy as it winds itself around the rusted iron fence. The butterfly bush is greening and the oregano flowers flourishing.
Now if I could only figure out how to revitalize the sea grass.
Any advice from arborists or gardeners welcome.
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