six over twelve … i remind myself
A perfect day for gardening. Not too hot, no mosquitoes, and lots of help.
There’s been very little gardening done yet this year. The weather just hasn’t co-operated. Today, however, today was a gift. Like all new beds and pots, these look pretty scanty just yet, but if the good weather continues, they will fill in quickly enough. What a shame our season is so short.
We’ve had maybe seven or eight days of truly nice weather yet the shrubs are growing like mad. Brides Wreath spirea already bloomed out; the apple tress dropping their blossoms; lilac trees in full bloom, hydrangea in full bloom, golden chain soon, snowball tree soon and rose trees full of buds. Gooseberries not overly large yet but certainly big enough to see. The plums I can’t see but fingers are crossed. It’s early. And the grass … oh the grass. #1 son and the grandkids have been helping there but now it needs to be raked and when that is done it will have to be cut again. The first cut is the deepest says the song. It has to be when your grass is in supergrow mode!
Absolutely love the face planter and corkscrew grass!
After the gardening, a drive about town to look at the icebergs.
Back seat passenger enjoying the view …
Pug Love. His ‘happy face’ always makes me smile 😃
Many hands make light work … scraping yesterday; painting today.
The old house gets a lick of paint. It is most definitely twice-loved. And then some.
And that’s a wrap!
Until tomorrow.
Twice-Loved 