This is the view from my front porch. I had my morning coffee here & hoped to get a photo of the great blue herons that fly up out of the fields down the street.
Maybe they were spooked by P.Wee.
Naaaaaa! How on earth could anyone be spooked by sweet, little, P.Wee?
Thursday Poem - When I Am Wise
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When I am wise in the speech of grass,
I forget the sound of words
and walk into the bottomland
and lie with my head on the ground
and listen to what grass...
In Loving Memory...
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This garden would never ever have been possible without Jamey... This blog
will forever stay posted in honor of him.
In Loving Memory
James Preston Lawson...
Open Garden this weekend
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Our garden will be open this weekend on Saturday and Sunday, May 23-24,
10am-4pm (both days). (If you are a member of the Hardy Plant Society,
there is ...
Web Walk
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It is early morning and we are going out the back door to have a walkabout
the garden, as we try and do every single day. We have had some rain
recently so...
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