My Child of the Corn...

In the twilight of the evening, Webster runs in the house calling for me to come outside.

He wants me to see the Giant ear of Corn he has found...

EEEEEEEK!

The Brat! He's going to see the death of me yet!

Organized Anarchy

Okay, I put together this slideshow of the all the different flowers growing in my garden in the past month. I really don't have much of a gardening 'style'  per se although a friend told me it was called cottage gardening... I've always just referred to it as organized anarchy! hehehehe Ü

I hope you all enjoy viewing the pictures... even though it's not quite the same as being here in person!

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A Garden is...

Rainbow Treasure

I have found the treasure

That lies at the Rainbow's end;

There is wealth beyond measure



And it's mine to give or lend.



Diamonds of an April morn,



Gold of a shimmering noon,



Amethysts of an autumn sunset,



Pearls with the glow of the moon.



Starlight studded Sapphires



Garnet streams of dew



Dawns soft silver filigree



Bringing opals hue



Would you like to share it?



There's more than enough for all



In my cottage Garden



Against the grey stone wall.

adapted from a poem by-AGNES HAYES POST