Flowers, flowers everywhere here at Mockingbird Hill Cottage. The roses in the garden have started to bloom. The poppies have finished their bloom – my goodness, their bloom time is very short! Maybe that makes their vivid orange color all the more rare and wonderful.
And the peonies:
The scent is heavenly. The other day I was standing in the den wondering where this amazing scent was coming from and I remembered I had some in a vase on the coffee table. And I smiled.
Due to someone’s forgetfulness at an airport counter, I have a lovely bouquet of pink roses that Don brought home for me.
There are lots of worries in my life at the moment. I don’t know what I’d do without my garden. I can lose myself for hours there. There’s always something to do and I love doing it all. Even weeding. It is a healing, magical place – at least for me.
Speaking of healing, remember the state of our lawn after it was dug up for the septic work and the tree removal? I’ll remind you:
Depressing. Full of rocks. Lots of ruts.
Well, some of the ruts are still there – we’re working on that. Many of the rocks are gone. But many are still there. Nevertheless….here is how it looks today:
Much better, don’t you think? There are still bare patches, but we’ll seed again in the fall.