I am posting on my Tablet, meaning it’s one letter at a time. We’ll see how long that lasts.
I thought in lieu of my usual Wrist to Forehead Sunday post, I would give an update on our yard. I confess, it is not looking good. But I am going to accentuate the positive, as the song says, so I just now went out and took a few pretty pictures. I hope. The sun was so bright, I couldn’t always see what I was shooting.
I’m nobody’s landscape photographer.
Steven has been quite pleased with our Rose of Sharon. The Rose of Sharon should be proud of herself, too, considering how many times she was mowed over when she was just a wee sprout (I’m just guessing it is a girl, because, you know, Rose, Sharon) (Rosey Grier and Sherry Boehlert notwithstanding).
A better angle.
Fewer shadows in this shot.
Kindly ignore the weeds,
Our Black Eyed Susans are looking well, too, and spread further every year. It would not bother me much if they took over the whole yard, but I guess that might take a few more years.
They are also called Rudbeckia.
Our Brown Eyed Susans just magically appeared one year and have spread as well.
Now they are on two sides of the deck.
I studiously avoided photographing the shabbiest sections of the lawn. Maybe I’ll try to do something about it before the leaves fall. Or maybe I’ll just let the leaves fall and cover it all up. That’s called making a virtue out of necessity.
Mohawk Valley Girl 