I've got a beautiful backyard going on, if I do say so myself. I still have a long way to go, but I'm slowly getting there. I've got sweet potato vine that needs to start growing already, will ya?, tomatoes that need to turn red, strawberries slowly getting there, & lots of blank areas just waiting to be filled with beautious stuff.
I can lose hours in the day while weeding, pruning, planting, and watering my plants and flowers. Last Sunday, while my girl & her friend Lorelei squealed in the kiddie pool (the real one, not this one), I had time to spend doing those things.
Also? Look at the birdhouse my girl painted. She is so proud of it, and of course, so am I.And then there is Daisy. The dog that used to avoid me at all costs. The dog who now follows me everywhere I go in the yard, who's snout goes up my ass if I stop short. Yet, she apparently
does not want her picture taken. Seriously?
I can't tell you how many pictures she ends up in because she must be around one of us at.all.times, yet, when I want to take a cute picture of her, this is the crap I get.
I plan on planting some more herbs this weekend, (the ones to deter the stupid mosquitoes), as well as a few ferns & other sun-loving, flowering things. I can't wait!