Wow that was a hot and busy morning.
I went over to Denise Samaritan woman and took a charming visit of her yard and all she had created during her blog vacation.
Mercy did she inspire me... Denise now my husband just might want to strangle you hahaha.
I love the meaning of flowers.
During the Victorian times the meaning of the flower you sent spoke loudly of the message you intended. It is just one of the little sociology interest of mine. People do things for a reason or many reasons. I love to understand these thing. Culture even in history that distant can even effect us to this day.
Now as for aloe it is a flower with the meaning of mourning.
Well by the look of this back yard....
It is in mourning alright :)
Time to move it!
Recently I lost my nephew so in honor of him I send this off to the helpful people corner of the yard.
He was such a helpful young man.
I think There will be some ivy grown under the tree one day.
Perhaps some zinnia and sweet pea too.
I may just move the iris over under this tree too.
Coming back through the gate...
Bren and Denise both have recently put op some trellis...
We no longer need to two recycle bins so I will have the smaller on returned. It is free to have an extra recycle bin here. Now we are growing so much more we are having so much less to recycle.
With just the two big cans they really might work well to build that trellis to surround them.
Then grow a climbing cabbage rose on it facing the chairs perhaps.
He edged for me and then we did the work it entailed to put it in place.
Unfortunately he had to go in and help the kids.
They had dropped a 48 oz! glass jar of pickles!!!!!!
He was helping them clean up.
I went to the door to remind him I could not leave the garden unattended.
I was so hot and thirsty!!!!!!!
Then when I stuck my head in the door....