The morning started off cool, with a gentle
rain. As the weather front moved on east, the birds came out and entertained me
with their song. I went outside to sit on the patio with my coffee and was
greeted by a very brazen little chipmunk.
The squirrels stay out on the grass and
have never come near when I’m outside, but that little chipmunk practically ran
over my foot as it raced around the patio.
My Mother’s Day Morning Glory has finally
adjusted to its new location. It gets morning and early afternoon sun, and it
must be enough for it to thrive. Today I see it full of blooms and its tiny
tendrils are wound around the black metal stand I have it in.
I didn’t get the new planter soon enough, and
will have to wait now as the plant is connected to the stand. Next year I’ll be
better organized.
My obelisk looks great in the corner of the
garden. It’s placed to hide the ugly gas pipes that are positioned against the
brick wall. The Clemantis is planted in the centre and hopefully it will thrive
in its new spot as well.
My son found me the old wooden chair I’ve
wanted. You’ve probably seen pictures of chairs sitting in the garden, with a
pot or basket of flowers on the seat. I’ve wanted to try this, but will need to
paint the chair as it’s an ugly beige colour.
Little by little the garden is growing, not
so much with plants but with the artful things I love.
Not sure of my son’s response when I tell
him I want a row of river rock inside the brick edging.
A garden is just not
“my” garden without some rock. Maybe an scavenger hunt at the lake with the
grandkids and I’ll have my rock.
It’s a work in progress, what can I say?
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