The last pick-up trip to WV brought me back a wicker chair from Uncle Terry/Papaw. I have had that stinkin' chair all over the yard looking for just the right spot. And I think I have finally found it...right there in the middle of the black-eyed Susan's. The old really rusty iron bed in the background has been with us forever. I think we found it on the side of one of the back roads in WI. It has been a bed full or snow in summer to look like a lacy quilt. It has literally been a bed of roses...really pretty but the Japanese beetles did the roses in. And not it is a bed filed with Bearded Iris. She too may have given all she can give...we don't dare try to move again.
Hopefully next year the lavender that Mark planted while I was in CO, will look nice in front of the chair and all those BES.
I wanted you to see the what a difference a week makes...these gourds are going crazy. And they have blooms now! That means gourds are on the way.
Remember the outhouse fiasco? I think the banisters add just the right touch to the bed of zinnias, formerly know as the square foot garden spot.
The bed will be beautiful when it is finished...around November it will all be cleaned out and next spring black-eyed Susan's and marigolds will look nice. Oh, the mirror came from my nephew...it used to have a really cool frame but it bit the dust. Let's see...the milk can was my Mom's, the welcome to our garden sign my in-laws and all the tools came from my gardening buddy's Dad. Treasures, treasures, everywhere you look some kind of treasure.
