Garden tour Season is Over.

It's mid-July and the garden tour people have shooed us all away so they can stop weeding on a daily basis. Imagine the pressure when you know masses of strangers are going to judge your little patch of paradise.



I thought this garden entrance to the back was the loveliest of many,in St. Marys.



I look at beautiful window boxes like this and wonder--do they just toss it all in and hope for the best or do they start with a plan? Kind of tells you what my philosophy might be.


I'm a huge fan of no-lawn frontage and this one was well done.



On my home front, the lupine and lavender are co-mingling very artistically and I think--maybe some day I'll open the gate and let the viewers in. On the other hand, that means serious weeding and mulching.

I'll think about it, very very slowly.

The Swamp Revisited

It's been a year since I visited the swamp and the growth is rampant--- that goes for the mosquitos as well.



We've had an abundance of rain so the creek comes right up to the pathway.



The wild blooms are always a gorgeous sight.






I must do this more often.

Cool Cut

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This was Max only yesterday. Sixteen pounds of hair and attitude.

What you don't see is the mass of tangles built into that hairdo. Impossible.

I sent an SOS to Chris the groomer, who makes house calls.


It will all be back in a short time, Max, so relax.
Then we'll start all over again and by that time his dignity will be restored and our scratches will be healed.



Too bad I can't market the remnants. A little spinning and weaving and we can open a fur coat market for moulting squirrels.