
The bed along the street:
The iron hook & hanging basket at the corner of the street & driveway:
The bed along the driveway:
One of the butterfly bushes along the driveway:
One of the lavender along the driveway:
My Annabel hydrangea:
The heuchera next to the Annabel:
The round bed in the front yard:
The balloon flower in that bed:
The front of the house:
The breezeway:
Volunteer roses in my front bed--eight of them!

The front walk:
My newest hanging basket, helichrysum & black sweet potato vine:
The herb bed with dill, a volunteer tomato, sweet woodruff, chives, lamium and garlic chives:
One of the huge hostas along the garage:
The back yard:
The Blue Light clematis in the back yard bed:
Purple gladiolus in the back yard bed:
Pussy willow in the back bed:
The seating area in the way back:
Wild grapes in the side yard:
3 comments:
preeeeety.
Wanna come back and sit in the breezeway and goof around again. Was too much fun.
I recognize all those things. ;)
I wanna come back too.
One thing. Why do you call them 'volunteers' when they were most definitely drafted. ;)
Rob, they weren't drafted. They sprang up from stray seeds, hence the tag of "volunteer" plants. It's like the garden giving me a present. :D
Sherri, any time, and I mean that. *lurve*
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