I spent a beautiful September day
outside working in the garden.
This is my little workhorse, she is the second yard tractor
that I've had since moving here.
We know a kind man that buys
old riding lawnmowers.
He fixes them up and gives them
a good going over and resells them.
When my chores were done,
I had the urge to run into the house
and get my camera.
So this is a tour of one
of my garden spaces . . .
The one my sweet husband refers to
as my hippy garden.
He named it that when I built
this twig gate into the garden.
I add a few more limbs to it
each time we prune or
have a wind storm.
This is another view of it.
I always think that the garden
looks it's loveliest just at
the time of year when it's time to
pull everything up and get the beds
ready for winter.
Its a small jungle here . . .
I've been beyond weed pulling
for the last month.
It's can or pull weeds . . .
canning wins :)
There's a farm-girls hands.
You can tell by the green stain on
the cuff of her work shirt, LOL.
The blackberries are all but done.
When you look up into the plants,
you are blessed to find one last sample
of their sweet taste of summer.
It's funny because I was thinking
the same thing about the tomatoes.
When I think of my favorite summer treats
I think of tomatoes, blackberries and watermelon.
Oh, and peaches, yum 😊
This is the garden where I store
old junky stuff.
If you throw it away . . .
A week later you'll see some
fabulous farmhouse decor that was
made from the junk you just threw out.
So I just took some old pallets
and created a spot out by this garden
to store my farm house and gardening treasures.
I'll have you know that this photo
and the next two . . .
were taken by this little old lady
who almost had to lay down on the ground
to get the shot.
Good thing that a neighbor didn't see me
laying in the garden and dial 911, LOL.
No wonder my back always hurts.
This is what's left of our scarecrow.
I pulled off the head in the Spring
and stuck my old plastic owl up there
for her head.
He did a great job this summer
keeping the birds out of my blackberries :)
Busy bees.
Hidden Birdhouses.
And Sweet Basil.
I love this stuff . . .
the smells is perfume to my taste buds.
Well, that's it . . .
time left for a hot shower,
an warm dinner
and
falling asleep in front of the TV.
Have a sweet day . . .
If you're still here reading,
thanks for not turning me off
from sheer boredom.
Sometimes I do rattle on :)
God bless you . . .
&
Keep Smiling!
Your blogging sister,
Connie :)
