
Naked Ladies are blooming


To the back yard . The birds were loud tonight

Patio sitting while asparagus spinach pie bakes in the oven. Watching the man finish the rock boarders around the flower beds. Soaker hoses have been buried.
The street out front was seal-coated today. Looks nice. Scott from church was on the crew.
Modular home halves and a log truck are parked in the lot by the house.
The girl and her husband parked their pontoon in the back parking area. Makes me want to lay on the deck and catch some rays.
Wish I had a round cow tank. I’d paint the inside sky blue and the outside grass green. Fill it with water and my air mattress and float the afternoon away.
Come join me in my happy place.

This afternoon shade on the patio is wonderful with a nice breeze.
The man is edging the beds.

Birds are scolding. Mama Robin is trying to teach Jr. to fly, and the man is in the flight path.

Mr Pig found a home and is waiting for a new family to move in.

Bridle wreaths in bloom.

Fountain ready to plug in.
This yard is our happy place. We’ve spent 12 yrs getting it to where it is now. Each shrub, rosebush, tree, and flower has a story. As does the fountain, garden gate, pond, and statues.
Each year, as winter grows long and cold, we vow it to be our last one here in the wilds. Spring arrives, and what looked cold and dead springs to life with vivid color. The sun has warmth in it again.
The hard labor intensive work brings winter aches and pains out of the body, toning the old and broken down back to good health.
Purpose has once again revived us. Gives direction and opens up unnoticed pathways.
Spring is new life
Summer is the growing, stretching, learning stage
Fall brings it all together
Winter allows restoration and contemplation on lessons learned
Just as the earth cycles thru its seasons, so does humankind
God has a plan
We are part of it