I think I have used that title before, but I like it.
It is a hot, muggy day in the Mohawk Valley. I did not run, I did not walk. Well, I walked. Just out into my yard, to take a couple of flower pictures for a blog post.
And still no captions. What the hell, WordPress? And yes, autocorrect, I DID want to say “hell” not “he’ll.” Sheesh!
Where was I? Ah yes, admiring my rhododendrons. It is nice I have at least one kind of flower in my backyard. I have not done my container garden nor any of the yard gardening I had planned.
My front yard is looking fairly cheery, too.
I am delighted with my peonies. They have such a lovely scent. The daisies are delightful, too, if a little out of control.
Then I backed up (carefully, because with my luck lately I might back into something and land on my ass) to get a shot of both.
I do not despair of having some semblance of a container garden. Perhaps this weekend I can work on it. Maybe I could muster some ambition to do something about it after work. No promises, but that would make a pretty good blog post
Mohawk Valley Girl 