This is me looking ridiculous and way-to-excited about the rain bucket and farmer’s market thermometer that Christi somehow glued to the garage.
Yes, folks. I’m actually doing something outside that requires work.
This isn’t part of the garden, but, as promised, it is another gnome Summer snuck into the yard.
Summer says this one isn’t a gnome (it’s a mushroom), so it doesn’t count as her alotted gnome dispursement throughout our property. We said she could have two (one in front, one in back). Let’s see how many more there are….
No gnomes here, but these are the roses from our house in Plymouth that belonged to Christi’s mother and, before that, Christi’s grandmother. There are three total; the one in the middle came with the house.