One day when Jesse was here, I asked him and Cerwin if they would help me cut the daylilies and Shasta daisies.
Cerwin looked at the job I planned to do with scissors and clippers and said, “I can do that much quicker with a hedge trimmers.” …and he did.
Jesse loaded them in our yard wagon.
In one of his times of picking up flowers he made friends with a small toad.
He put it down in the middle of the driveway so it wouldn’t get caught in the hedge trimmer.
When we were finished, he put it back in the flower bed to continue its little toad life.
Monday, July 17
I wish I knew mushrooms – if they are edible or not.
These two were beautiful.
Because I haven’t studied them, I only eat mushroom from a store.
Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing
Praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the world
Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight
Mine is the morning
Born of the one light Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise ev’ry morning
God’s recreation of the new day.
Wednesday, May 10
It was the perfect afternoon to put lime on our yard.
From the Internet: When lawns are weedy, patchy in spots or turn yellow, it may be a sign that the pH balance of your yard is out of whack. One of the primary methods of correcting the problem is to add lime to your lawn to restore depleted nutrients and repair the damage.
Such was the case of our yard this spring, so Cerwin decided that it needed lime.
Cerwin works hard at keeping our lawn green and healthy.
Tuesday, April 18
There is nothing quite like a Carolina Wren to announce the arrival of springtime weather.
He sings at the top of his little lungs many times throughout the day – trying to attract a partner to a newly built nest.
There is new growth and pretty flowers all around him and in our yard.
May Apples are covering our woodlot floor wherever there is no grass.
The May Apples are native to our woods.
I brought the ferns from another area many years ago. I forget where I got them – maybe from Jeff and Chris.
I enjoy seeing them when they are young and unfurling.
A mixture of creeping perennials
I can soon cut some mint tea.
I don’t know the name of this little flower.
When I took this picture on the 18th, the azalea were just budding – now they are in full bloom. (Pictures in a week or two – when I get to that date.) 🙂
Tuesday, April 11
Yellow is not a good color for me to wear because of my skin tones, but it’s a great color for my eyes to see.
Saturday, April 8
Fire bush leaves are popping.
Robins are plentiful
Cerwin preparing to mow our yard for the first time this spring.
I love when the sun shines on our pretty red-bellied woodpeckers.
This one is a male. The red covers his entire head.
The forsythia bush is adding color to our roadside bank.
We have a variety of hyacinth colors.
Inge, this is your feline graveyard.
Pretty daffodils remind me of my Dad.
He loved them.
Springtime is certainly blessing my soul.
Some pictures from around our house on October 16 & 17
A collection of pictures from the past week that didn’t fit into another post.
Cerwin had a TFC truck home for the weekend – so it would as here for the Sunday afternoon truck convoy to honor Elam Martin. (see my Monday post)
It’s the time of year when Cerwin brings out his “red neck” leaf catcher.
I can’t get enough of the skies these days.
We still have a few pretty flowers.
I am enjoying the beauty of these warm fall days.
There are still a few flowers
The corn in the neighboring field is soon ready for picking.
Dogwood leaves are some of the first to change color in our yard.
Seed pods are all that is left of our beautiful Crepe Myrtle bush.