Planting Gardens

I planted a garden last year. It was the first I had ever done on my own.
I'm sad that I won't be able to tend to it anymore.
Gardens are such metaphors.
The flowers in that garden struggled a lot. I couldn't get them to grow very big.
My flowers at home however grew exponentially. I couldn't get them NOT to grow.
Interesting.
This year will be an even bigger planting complete with window boxes and hanging baskets.
This year it will be completely for me and no one else.
Half of the other garden never belonged to me.
And I have to let it go so that I can be happy with the yeild this year.
Gardens are metaphors.
Shall I beat it into the ground some more?
I suggest to that other gardener...the roses.
Cut back the dead stuff from last year.
Otherwise they won't bloom.
Cut back the dead stuff.
Seriously.
Cut it back.