My pansies are happy where I planted them. Even the deadheaded blossoms that I toss into the birdbath appear pleased.
My pansies are happy where I planted them. Even the deadheaded blossoms that I toss into the birdbath appear pleased.
I have been trying to find the time to post this photo taken last month. This is the first year the Silver Maples covered the driveway (well, one-quarter, anyway) overnight. Usually the leaves drop slowly which means there are tire tracks. Ralphie wasn’t sure what to think when we took our morning walk.
Did I mention free time? I had also planned to pick this watermelon. Then splat! It dropped. That was one for the hens.