Home for the day...

I spent most of the week at the cabin.

Wednesday, Bryce Eleanor spent the night with me,
so we spent the day playing in the sand,
taking walks,
collecting wildflowers for an arrangement,
building fairy houses, etc.

Here she is telling me the story
of how she fell out of the moon,
lost her unicorn horn
and
her Pegasus wings.
It was sad.

She loved the "valley of flowers."
Evidently, valley was a new word
as she used it A LOT.

And did you know that violet is another word for purple?
And that white flowers, especially with ruffles
are called wedding flowers?

The kid always has something to teach me.
Anyway, here is the "valley of flowers."

Chris picked her up on Thursday,
and since it had warmed up I mowed around the cabin.

Some of the trees we've planted.

I seem to have a thing about purple and green.

The row of mustard greens really appeals to me.

Below, the peach tree inside the fence is showing some blooms.

Still have not decided where to put the quince.

A thorny affair that needs a lot of room,

quince is also one of those plants 

that despite its drawbacks,

must be included because of memories 

of other quinces, of other gardens.

These pictures were taken early in the morning.

Here is my hourly snack.

Pistachios.  Mmmm.

Came back home last night so that I could attend the

 local Master Gardener's Sale at 8:00 this morning.  

In the rain.

Left the sale with a trunk full of (mostly) Louisiana Iris and 

re-connections with two friends who have recently finished 

the Master Gardener's course

 and were having a great time, even in the rain.

Thanks, Denise, for helping me choose the Louisiana Iris.