Time to clear the weeds off the box beds so they can dry out a bit, be tilled, and planted.
The chartreuse of the river birches I planted about forty years ago is almost electric against the blue of the sky
There's always time for some contemplative moments as I sit and hoick out the weeds.
Buried in an overgrown hedge, this pink tree peony was blooming like mad. I planted it and another years ago after reading a Martha Stewart article about her tree peonies. Thanks, Martha!
Ali Ali appreciates a nice warm bed.