I have actually DONE two pages in my One Book July journal, but I now know that even *I* have SOME self respect, and I won't be posting them. . .
Moving on....
I was up this morning before the sun, to let the chickens out, and had the presence of mind to take my camera along.
Just about the time I have made up my mind that ...[fill in the blank] flower is my favorite this year...
I come up against certain new information:
What can I tell you?
Here's the garden looking from the southeast:
I think the feverfew rather likes that spot in the corner of the cabbage bed don't you?
Here's a sunflower on its way to opening:
I was finally able to catch a photo of Waldo...
Do you see him?
Here's another one...
Though not the best photo ever... it's a start. I'll keep trying.
And lastly, this picture of a tiny creeping zinnia I think is the most unexpected sight of the morning... almost surreal.
Yeah.... that.
What can I tell you?
Here's the garden looking from the southeast:
I think the feverfew rather likes that spot in the corner of the cabbage bed don't you?
Here's a sunflower on its way to opening:
I was finally able to catch a photo of Waldo...
Do you see him?
Here's another one...
Though not the best photo ever... it's a start. I'll keep trying.
And lastly, this picture of a tiny creeping zinnia I think is the most unexpected sight of the morning... almost surreal.
Yeah.... that.