Gigantic Flowers
We did some watering.
We have no signs of tomatoes, green peppers or carrots, all of which we planted. But for our first attempt, I'm thinkin' it's not too shabby. Lots of variety of flowers. We had a method to our madness in 2009. The last couple of years we've just thrown wildflower seeds to the wind and hoped for the best, but this year we actually dug rows and put the seeds in some semblance of order. Funny how that works.
And on just a very little-wee tiny minuscule scale, I feel the pride of a farmer overlooking his vast fields full of crops. We did it Charles Ingalls. We worked hard. Without the work of a John Deere. With our hands to the plow. We made it through the heat (or lack thereof) of the summer. And now, little Half-pint can go to bed satisfied. Our garden grew. Well, all except the food part. Hitch up the wagon, Pa, I need to head into town. Er, Jewel-Osco that is.
{Jack has our entire family onto the "Little House on the Prairie" kick and we LOVE that show. Wow. Tears every episode. Great story-lines. Fabulous morals. Humour. Good old-fashioned entertainment. We can't stand Nellie Oleson or her mother. And we absolutely adore the entire Ingalls family. Quick - go rent it.}