but it didn't happen right away...
this is Spot...
see the black spot on its back?
we went out early and started in...
first thing I did was trim some of the branches on the red maple so I could see the bird feeders from the kitchen window again...
the tulips are on their last legs, but I hate to trim them back until they drop their petals...
the poof balls of the dandy lions are many this year...
then we headed over here...
to dig out the grass and lay a new brick line so its mower friendly...
see the paw sticking out in the bottom right corner?
we then moved the bench over here and a gazing ball...
aka painted bowling ball...
its coming together...
the rose of sharon finally started its leafing out...
always the last to the party...
so when we got done, we took a walk and found these out front...
and one last look at the poof balls...
I love these deep purple iris...
and of course, we were followed...
its a wonder we ever get anything done around here...
just so pretty...
I can't wait until these multiply...
and we had just finished here and the mower man showed up...
he did us on his lunch hour...
this is going to be a fun place to sit in the afternoons and evenings...
radishes are up...
and then we did lunch while the mowing was going on...
this afternoon...
just wanting to see how it will look with the fence sections...
my son said I wouldn't blog this...
yeah, right...
now I took 3 photos trying to get one without his finger in his nose...
that didn't happen...
he had a bug go up his nose and it was not staying...
he finally got it out...
everything is growing by leaps and bounds around here...
still too early to plant the planters, though...
and we may not have the money to do many this year...
but that's ok...
now this is after the sun came out...
columbine...
its a very hearty, old fashioned one...
got my start from an old house here in town that was being torn down in the 80s...
I think we could bale the grass...
when we moved in here...
there was nothing at all...
not even grass...
and I knew I wanted the yard to have that 'lived in' look...
because I had always loved the private gardens of sweet little old ladies...
I wanted older plants...
vintage things...
things that looked like they had been there for years...
like someone had been here before me...
we have planted everything that grows here except for what God and the squirrels and birds have helped out with...
and there is a story behind everything out there...
things from people no longer here...
its where I play...
where I pray...
a walk out here is like being wrapped up in your favorite fuzzy blanket...
its home...
there is still much to do...
always something in progress...
always changing...
evolving into something better...
a place safe from a world that is ever changing...
and sometimes scary...
a place of peace...
solitude...
and love...
thanks for stopping by and listening to me rattle on...
blessing to you and your gardens...
;)
