Walking in and around my garden this morning, here’s what I noticed on the first day of 2011:
Splash . . . it’s raining again.
My hydrangea has buds.
Trick or treat . . . I still have a pumpkin on the front porch.
It’s no longer pitch-black at 5:00 p.m. . . . actually, I noticed this a few nights ago.
Hate it when this happens . . . every shallot planted in one section of the garden has disappeared.
Surprise-surprise . . . there’s a dozen Alpacas in the neighbor’s field, next to my chicken pasture.
Well, blow me down . . . the one-trillion leaves in the perennial garden don’t have a clue how to drift onto the neighbor’s property.
For the first time in a long while . . . I read these words on the my blackboard:
What have you noticed in the New Year?
