I Never Promised You A Rose Garden

Do you remember

that old song?

  I think the original

was by Lynn Anderson.

And..

I DIDN'T !

I didn't

promise you a 

ROSE GARDEN

but I DID promise you

some GARDEN shots.

I decided NOT to move

the front garden bed 

this year.

Instead, I decided to work

it for all it is worth.

If you remember

it started something like this...

Weedy and kinda ugly...

okay...a lot ugly...

and a lot weedy.

And this...

After a few days work

it looks like this..

The two windows to the right

are MyHero's office.

The window to the left is 

the laundry room.

The windows are almost floor

to ceiling.

This is looking from the

front porch-down and

across the bed.

Pardon the garden hose

on the left.

He has a mind of his own.

I call him Oscar.

Oscar hates me and is 

always trying to cover me with

mud or spray me when I least

expect it.

I am going to buy a hose reel

and THEN we will

see who is boss of his life!

Do you see the inset there?

My fountain calls that 

little nook home.

I saved all that stone

from the demolition and 

hand scraped every piece so

it could be reused.

I need to get him up

and running now that we are

past freezing.

There are two little frogs on

the sides that used to 

spit water- 

I plugged their little mouths

with gum..now they

just sit there with a

lump in their throat

while the angel holding

the shell spills her water

delicately into the basin.

MyHero thinks I should clean

her up.

I like her with her age showing.

Besides~ if I clean her up

I might have to do something

about my own wrinkles.

At least this way my face

looks better than hers does.

Shut up-family-I heard you!

Another shot -look at that

wonderful old rock.
SweetCheeks says it looks like a
BUTT ROCK...
Seriously...that kid is warped
and I don't know WHERE
she gets it from.

And MULCH..

Lord love us-I got mulch in there!

And here's my porch flag

that flaps sweetly in the breeze.

That's the garage extension 

off to the right hand side.

The door is in the back and

opens onto a cul-de-sac.

That is where MyHero 

has hidden 

PearlyGirl.

You do remember HER, don't you?

Uh-huh---ain't SHE a beaut?

You can read about her here.

One day he might brave the 

neighbor's ridicule and actually

pull her OUT of the garage.

Now...if you are nice and promise

not to eat the last brownie

and swear that it was "bad"

so you threw it out....liar..liar...

tomorrow I will show you

the little side garden where

Bardot the Bike

 (that is Bar-Doh-not Bar DOT

you know- like Brigitte Bardot) 

has made her home.

See ya then...have a great day!