I love gardening. I love combining the unique voices and needs of each plant into a symphony of color and texture that plays a different melody with every passing season. Last spring, I added some bulbs to fill in the early season void where, by July, a crowd of Blacked-Eyed Susans and red and yellow Coneflowers erupt like a flash mob of color. I imagined a bold swath of color but when the new flowers finally came up, they looked more like straggling survivors. This fall, I d