Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Spring Clean Up For My Tiny, Orphan Garden
My tiny, orphan garden is my theory. I call it my tiny, orphan garden because it has many different, single plants/flowers. And as the garden grows each year, its colors, textures, size and fragrant blooms remind me of my boys. Just as they were babies, toddlers, boys and young men, as my garden grows, so does my crew. They seem to change overnite just as a flower starts to bloom and their true beauty is right there for all to see.
For some weird reason, I can't comment below the pictures. The first is the BEFORE shot. The second is the AFTER shot and the third is the TWO WEEKS AFTER shot. The very last picture is my patio table. It looks like someone grated up sidewalk chalk and sprinkled it all around. What it really is......POLLEN!!! You know that stuff that makes you go ACCHHHOOOOO!! Oh, bless me!! My eyes gets itchy, nose gets stuffy, throat tickles and you go thru a box of Kleenex in day. YEAH, POLLEN....I hate the "P" word!!!
For some weird reason, I can't comment below the pictures. The first is the BEFORE shot. The second is the AFTER shot and the third is the TWO WEEKS AFTER shot. The very last picture is my patio table. It looks like someone grated up sidewalk chalk and sprinkled it all around. What it really is......POLLEN!!! You know that stuff that makes you go ACCHHHOOOOO!! Oh, bless me!! My eyes gets itchy, nose gets stuffy, throat tickles and you go thru a box of Kleenex in day. YEAH, POLLEN....I hate the "P" word!!!
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