This blog is supposed to be about needlearts of all kinds, but I am also an avid gardener. The garden is truly an inspiration for my needlearts. I have spent years collecting, planting, moving, removing, weeding, etc. And I love it. I do stroll in the garden every morning and evening, just to see what is the rain has brought to fruition for today. It has been a delightful diversion for me and very good for the soul. I hope you enjoy my photos. They are not the quality of Thomas at Walk the Wilderness nor Philip at PA Photography, nor so many others of you out there who do so much better with photography than me, but with my little point and shoot digital, it’s OK.
My Weeping Japanese Maple is the pride of my garden…it’s nearly twenty years old. I love my pink Japanese peony too. There are Johnson’s Blue perennial geramiums, purple petunias, blue columbine, bright orange poppies, a “teenage” robin (who was just a baby a few days ago), and the ever annoying baby bunny rabbit who loves to feast on my greenery!
And as each week and day goes by, the garden is ever changing. Today it is blue and orange and pink and red, and later other lovely colors will emerge. Each bit just as exciting as the one before.
Like life…ever changing. Forgive my lack of needlearts for today and enjoy my garden with me. Averyclaire.
Friday evening I said yes to babysitting two of my grandchildren and the dog. It’s always a delight and an adventure. They were playing out in the yard when I arrived, as they have a big wooden fort built at the back of the acre property. When I didn’t see them anymore, I went out back to be sure they were safe. I found them all playing in the forest behind the property…building a fort of big fallen branches, etc…..every little boys’ dream. However, it had rained for two weeks straight here. My grandson, his friends, and the DOG were covered with MUD!!! Of course, I was wearing a “white” sweatshirt and a “white” jacket. I brought them all up to the house and my grandson said, don’t worry Nana, I know how to clean “Ollie” (the dog). We got the hose out and Noah proceeded to hose down the dog and ME as well….while I wiped all the MUD from Ollie’s paws and underside. By the time we were finished, I was splattered with MUD and my trousers, socks and shoes were soaked clear through! Oh I should have had my camera!! Ah, the price of saying yes to babysitting!
On another note…this weekend I did make excellent progress toward cleaning up my art room and finishing up some mending projects that were waiting for me. I also cut my very first photo mat, and, with my DH’s help, he taught me to cut some wooden framing pieces. I stained the pieces and it all awaits assembly.
My French sampler will soon look beautiful! So all in all, it was a great weekend! Amities, Averyclaire
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