Nature’s glitter
Not flowers. While meandering our backyard with our cherished rescue mutt, a flash along the rear fence caught my eye. At first I thought it was a new bloom. Nope. The thick plant cover has a shiny leaf.
Climb on
Up, up, up. The backyard climatis likes to scale the adjacent plants. Space fillers, indeed.
Pretty plant pots all in a row
You know I like symmetry. Tomato plants donated by terrific daughter Elisabeth and fantastic fiance George Three successfully transplanted into the neat black pots secured at the nearby Lowe’s, my dear wife Karen and I decided a new backyard alignment with the strawberry pot and fig tree was in order. Long may you grow.
Now it’s a toddler fig
The baby fig brought over by my fig whisperer friend John earlier this spring has grown quite well in our backyard, I am quite thankful to report. I know am referring to it as the toddler fig tree.
Next up in the backyard
Here’s what I’m cheering for in the backyard. I really adore who our spring comes in stages. But I do get a bit antsy.
A nice place to hang out
My dear wife Karen picked lovely spots for her new hanging plants. Our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle agrees from her view on the futon under the alcove.
Mark Bialczak 