It is a good day to wander through the garden. It's starting again. Every year. Bring it on........
Cordelia decides to come along. She will toddle with me, fluffing herself against the wind.
Today there are begonias to watch over.
And sweet peas to fawn over. My favourite. They are growing like little weeds.
Today is a good day to stretch. Penguin has come down from above to see and be seen.
Today the Katura is thick and drooping. Only planted about 4 years ago. It's starting to get that romantic secret garden look I love so much.
Rain has poured from the sky, cleaning out the birdbath. And Spencer now has many pitchers to drink from. On those warm,muggy days he flops on cement.
While Smokey yowls at the door. Wanting to see what is going on.
The ferns have propagated themselves, profusely, wherever they can get a hold.
And hot pink geraniumns are starting to sizzle. Big Giant Heads, the Moai, stare glumly from underneath the jungle that is my garden....
I love this quote from Emerson: "Over the winter glaciers I see the summer glow,
the warm rosebuds below."
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