Wonder if Mom knew when she planted these Sweet Williams years ago that Williams would also be my married name.
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Showing posts with label Sweet Williams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sweet Williams. Show all posts
Thursday, August 4, 2016
Thursday, July 14, 2016
Thursday, September 17, 2015
In My Yard
We have a promise of rain.
Sweet Williams flowers are almost gone.
a Marigold
Hibiscus seed pods
Blackberry Lily seeds.
Water garden needs a fall cleaning.
The rain clouds kept their promise.
We had enough rain to make the road muddy.
We are blessed.
Friday, August 28, 2015
And The Beat Goes On
as does the work. One tiny project seems to last longer than I expect. This is the old smokehouse over a dirt cellar. Both are still usable. The dirt cellar actually is just holding our empty jars. Our houses hold the full ones. The smoke house is mostly storage but makes a great drying place for herbs. This is on my winter project list to organize again.
During the high temperatures the shade dictates my job for the day.
Cutting out the bird poop trees freeing the Sweet Williams to grow.
Time has a way of wearing things down.
Pieces of siding and fence will be reused.
My cow bone guarding the entrance got a new coat of paint.
Just for fun I added Welcome as you enter the yard.
I believe it's safe to say no one has a yard like mine.
I'm always armed with a camera.
Revelation!
That may be why jobs take me so long.
Being easily distracted is a blessing.
The front of the smoke house before
and after.
All by hand looking for rocks and stumps.
I'm tired.
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
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