So having now posted loads of photos of the gorgeous gardens up the road, I look around at my yard and can't decide if I should laugh or cry. I've got flowers, sure, but they are sporadic and they all look like they were designed by Dr. Seuss. There's the bee balm:
And the Lucifer:
I don't know what the plants are below the Lucifer but they are very clever. They look like a soft, fluffy blanket:
A slight change in the depth of field and you can see the black-eyed Susans are finally blooming. Those aren't Suessical, but the pink flamingos are:
The outhouse flowers are taller than I am. They look like rockets:
There need to me more photos of flora butts:
And although Leila up at Crossview Gardens told me what this dude is, I forget already:
More fuzzy bits. Leila has trees of this - I've only got wee shrubs:
Here's something that happened the other day:
Those scrubby lilac trees are breathing a big sigh of relief. Maybe they will explode next year.
Inside, I'm working on a couple of things:
Not at all sure where that little green panel is going. It may not even be green when I finish with it. I needed to fling some paint around and those were the first colors I grabbed.
Roxie was working on something too:
She finished. I didn't.