I rather like my garden. I really should say "Our garden" since it wouldn't be possible without the efforts of both myself and Hubby. He's always ready to dig a hole (and around here that involves a crowbar, a pickaxe, and a lot of sweat) and spends an enormous amount of time keeping the watering system functioning. Just two of the many, many things he does.
The view across our above ground pool.
Bits and Pieces
Iris, iris, iris, iris.
Rose. The name, the name is....
Geum. Mrs. Bradshaw.
Sage and succulents.
Salvia.
Two types of hardy geraniums.
Sunday a few of the knitters got together to sew. Hey, we're flexible. A size 4T shirt for my friend Kate's nephew, Riley. I am considering making the shorts too. Depends on the time I have available.
Opal watching me blog while snuggled down in a basket made for me by The Enabler. There are actually two stacked inside each other. Opal thinks the tabs are great for chewing on.
Sage and succulents.
Salvia.
Two types of hardy geraniums.
I found that I was not alone in the greenhouse.
Dreamweaver climbing rose.
Sewing
Sunday a few of the knitters got together to sew. Hey, we're flexible. A size 4T shirt for my friend Kate's nephew, Riley. I am considering making the shorts too. Depends on the time I have available.
And last but not least yet another edition of:
Cats who Love Baskets and Their Owners Who Photograph Them.
Opal watching me blog while snuggled down in a basket made for me by The Enabler. There are actually two stacked inside each other. Opal thinks the tabs are great for chewing on.
posted by Earin Marybird @ 2:32 PM
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Pssst! Hey Opal. Get your Mom to haul out the Yamaguchi bag I made her. It has sparkly fringe on it. Most fun to play with and bat around.
Tell her Puck said so!
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