
This year, at the beginning of May, I turn 35. I have decided to make it my "fruitful year" by embracing the gardening gene long latent within me and plant the bejeebers out of the yard of our new house.
Dennis gave me the go-ahead and so, for a pre-birthday gift, I ordered a significant load of fruits, including:
This weekend was spent digging holes. The raspberries, grape, pear and peach are in. Pristine is waiting in a trench against the garage for her sisters to be delivered. I expect to get an email notifying me of impending delivery soon. I'm eager to meet these ladies.
I'm excited. I think it's going to be a fruitful year. :)
Collecting pebbles/ fish from side of the cellar door/ river
Building castles in the sky...and the sand
Watching the goings-on patiently...
...Or not so patiently
High-fashion digging


