One of the things I like about our yard is that many of our plants came from the gardens of friends, or by other means...Three years ago Kim and I were out for a neighborhood walk when we saw this uprooted beauty lying on its side in an alley. I was aghast and as we continued our walk I kept wondering who would do such a thing?? That night, I literally couldn't sleep and the plant began calling out to me..."help me, help me..." The next morning, I happened to have the day off. We have big recycling bins on wheels and with our bin, I rolled it the 4 or 5 blocks to the plant's rejection site. I was able to maneuver the bin on its side and push the plant root down-- and off rolling down the street we went...back to our house, to the garden, to it's new home. Since then, it has rewarded us with these glorious red flowers each year....Perhaps that was a little more story than you wanted to know....
Our yard is in all of its glory....
The pear tree shows off its blooms.
The flowers are a precursor to succulent,
overly abundant pears.
They saw a cow.
And some boats
and a very big octopus.
in a crooked little house.
Doors are also being hung.
Books are getting a bit anxious...
Inspections continue
On all fronts (or rears).
What were you doing?
Be safe.
(I cannot undo this little green feature)
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