This will be the last one for awhile. I do not want to out do my welcome:
It is August 13 2019. Molly watches as I weed the garden, Bees feast on the flowers’ smorgasbord, and we wait in the warmth for the much needed rain to come in the following days. Even the goldfish in the pond seem entirely content. All is well.
They are always close to one another
Sunflower
Heuchera
Sunflower and Giant hyssops
Heathers grand aunt’s Hosta
Heathers grand aunt’s Aconitum
Odd to see succulents by a pond but the broken bird bath needed re-working
Oak Leaf Hydrangea struggles but may survive yet. Pansies in a planter that my brother made for me eons ago bring a touch of family and Calibrachoa (Million Bells) hide the pond outlet
