I picked a teeny tiny pot of Violets yesterday...
and thought about Mama...
Mama loved violets and loved picking violets. Aunt Berlie and I loved to pick violets too. Mama never could never resist buying a little pitcher or a teacup and saucer with a violet on the front.
The other day, Shelby mentioned something about Aunt Burl. Growing up, we always called Aunt Berlie, Aunt Burl. I had forgotten about that. Her real name was Berlie Sarah.
The peach tree up at the garden is in full bloom. Poppy said just yesterday, you need to take a picture of this tree. We were walking Eli. I didn't have the camera with me.
So last night, just what I've been afraid would happen, happened. The temperature dropped to 31 degrees.
These blooms are from the peach tree in the yard where the buds have just begun to open. Once it get daylight, I will cross my fingers and go check on everything.
Why, look at this button bush! It looks more like April here than February!
this thing has grown huge. Lots of sprouts have come up underneath. Aunt Berlie used to always be giving folks sprouts of blooming shrubbery. She had the prettiest big white bridals wreath spirea in her yard.
can you tell it was late in the day, just before sunset, when I wandered outside with the camera.
and finally! I finished spreading that last big load of pine straw. Our neighbor Fred says this is the last of the pine straw, for this year.
and finished cutting back the rose bushes...
another picture of the sweet little violets...
Poppy asks, why do take so many pictures of the same thing? Well, because it's pretty.
my kitty cat picture of the day...
Dumperoo, waiting for somebody to open another can of smelly fishy kitty cat food.
Didn't mean to go on and on about the yard and the flowers.
Poppy went to work this morning and will be gone until 2:00. I've got plenty of housework to do, and hope to get outside and rake a few leaves too.
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