Showing posts with label Blooms;Holiday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blooms;Holiday. Show all posts

Monday, November 2, 2009

She's A Little Early


Hope everyone had a safe Halloween.
I only had seven little visitors out here in
the hills. They usually opt to go into the
towns where they can really haul in the
treats.
I tried to 'Trick or Treat' for flowers instead
of candy but that did not work out at all.


We had a really hard frost this morning
and the ground was white but at least we
are not getting the snows that are piling up
all ready in Colorado.
Just a few plants are still left outside that
seem to keep going that are under the eaves
or near the house but it looks a sad sight now.
The leaves were raked again and the tomato
plants were pulled up and tossed on the pile.





The only thing that is blooming up a storm
now is the Cactus. It usually blooms around
Thanksgiving but it is a little early this year.






Joseph at Greensparrow Gardens
has the funniest posting up now
on an 'Illustrated Guide to Gardener's Quantities'.






The two new Streptocarpus plants arrived last
week and I will be posting them latter.
Other than that the only thing that is in the
beds at the woods that is standing are.....



....the plant markers.

Happy Gardening Everyone!





Friday, July 3, 2009

Happy 4th Everyone





The Land of Liberty


I love my country's pine-clad hills,
Her thousand bright and gushing rills,
Her sunshine and her storms;
Her rough and rugged rocks, that rear
Their hoary heads high in the air
In wild, fantastic forms.

I love her rivers, deep and wide,
Those mighty streams that seaward glide
To seek the ocean's breast;
Her smiling fields, her pleasant vales,
Her shady dells, her flow'ry dales,
The haunts of peaceful rest.

I love her forests, dark and lone,
For there the wild bird's merry tone
I hear from morn till night;
And there are lovelier flowers, I ween,
Than e'er in Eastern lands were seen,
In varied colors bright.

Her forests and her valleys fair,
Her flowers that scent the morning air--
All have their charms for me;
But more I love my country's name,
Those words that echo deathless fame,
"The Land of Liberty."