The Rains Came...

Blow, winds, blow!

Leafs fell because of heat and no rain.

The rain came

and kissed the plants.

Washing their feet and their faces

the plants smiled

knowing they were blessed.

It has almost been too long.

Another Tiny Job

Fence Row over grown

Plants removed some used elsewhere

Lil approves the new look

And the pile burns!

Playing With New Tools...

Hubby knows the way to my heart...not with flowers...with tools!  After struggling and fussing with my pruning shears and my limb-loppers I am the proud owner of a new pair of each.  Man, are they awesome. They slide through what I'm trimming like a hot knife through butter.

Things are kinda behind around here.  Between Hubby's and Marcy's illness and then my little bout not much  has been done.  I'm finally feeling like I can TRY to catch up.  Those who own acreage know that is never done but we do keep trying.

This is the corner of the front yard with two of the pecan trees Mom and Dad planted when they got married.  Between them WAS a fence.  Now there are a few sections with black berries and Cannas over run with Virginia Creeper, Honey Suckle, Money Plants and varied species of wild things.

Today I began to clean this area.  Each limb clipped and plant pulled was dog inspected.  Each spot dog approved.

Some even helped pick up sticks

while others just wanted a snuggle.

The pile kept growing.  There is an opening again where there once was a path.  The black berry picking will be easier this afternoon.

I haven't even scratched the surface!

Storm Damage

The valley over cannas

These are called "hangers".  These limbs were a danger during the ice storm and are still a danger when the wind blows.  A sheriff was skilled somewhere in Arkansas from a "hanger" while helping people during the storm.

Another view from my yard over the dark cannas.