Many, O my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered. Psalm 40:5 KJV
The clover field behind the house. Time to make hay.
The iris have peaked and will soon be memories.
We used to call these flowers "flags." Anyone
else remember that?
The peonies always show up in time for Memorial Day.
The blooms are short-lived but magnificent. Excellent
as cut flowers, too. A vase on the table brings loveliness
into the house.
I had never heard these beauties called "pineys" until I
moved to Indiana. Say what?
The variegated dogwood is old now. Lots of deadwood
had to be removed from the center and some serious
lopping for control. Perhaps it will live a few
Kent and his mother admire the weigela which with
the hostas provide interest on the north side of the house.
Flora alone do not provide all the loveliness in
the yard. I captured this lovely animal while
working in the garden. It crawled inside my shirt
sleeve. Couldn't find it, thought perhaps it
had deserted me. But no, after a bit I felt it
crawling atop my right ear.
The creature was returned to its habitat after
the photo session.