Yarrow
I love to mow my yard. Especially after it has rained. Yes, I know, you're not supposed to mow when the ground is wet. However, if I don't, I look just like Pig -Pen from Charlie Brown.
I kid you not. You see, my yard is almost all sand. So if I wait for the ground to dry out before I mow, I travel the yard on my John Deere as one giant dust ball. I have sand on every orifice of my body. Disgusting! Therefore, I'm a rule breaker and mow when it's damp!
The other day I asked myself why I enjoy mowing so much, well, in addition to using my Dear John Deere as a therapist, and I decided it's because of the views I take in while I ride. I love to take pictures of flowers and such. It especially thrills me after a rain (there is a chronic theme of rain here isn't there? It's because I love water... to drink, as rainfall, as an ocean or a lake, and of course, a babbling brook! I just love water!
I thought I'd share a day of mowing with you...
Isn't this the sweetest flower? It's the first blossoms on my sweet pea.
I adore Gerber Daisies.
See the raindrops on my Canterbury Bells?
Brilliant Sweet William.
A lovely branch from one of my many pines.
Another rain drop!
A bud on my wild rose.
Hey! What are you doing on here? You're not a flower!
Meet Cupid. He's always in the way...but we love him.
Oh well, a friend gave me a couple of raspberry plants so I've got to go get them planted.
I hope you enjoyed the ride!
I hope you enjoyed the ride!
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