…to my house!
The driveway with the Giant Arbutus Tree of Doom.
I see that photobucket re-sized the pictures for me – thank you very much you piece of crap.
There’s not much out in the way of flowers yet.
But there are bluebells! They no longer spell out SEE YOU IN DIVORCE COURT PINDICK.
Rhodo display.
My deck where I do my naked star-gazing.
Hay shed with that creepy Virginia creeping all over it.
The poppies are popping out of their casings! Yay, opium!
Here’s the old wheelbarrow. Even older than me. That’s the barn’s metal roof over yonder hyuk hyuk.
My hostas are doing mahvelous, dahling. I should have spread them out more.
The garden shed. Twelve bodies if you stack ‘em right. Thanks for asking.
Front yard.
Fence line. Too much ivy to trim back!
Soon my pretties, soon you will be abloom.
Catapult. Where’s the dog?
Circle circle circle.
Back porch. One day I will not be able to get in the door because of all the ivy.
And here is the hammock on the front porch where I go to have a much deserved rest after working in the yard.
Now you know what I do all the dingdang day.
WHO would have thought that 1/2 an acre would be so much work to look after?
Thanks for dropping by!
