I must say that May must be the month for weddings. We have been in full tizzy/mayhem getting our yard ready for a wedding party for Genevieve and Wellborn. The garden is looking mighty nice I must say. It is nice to have a reason to really get the yard right, tight and out of sight. Now this has been a little complicated by my steadfast refusal to cut the grass, so far, this year. My reasons are two fold, 1) I wanted to see how high the rye would really get and watch the paths the animals made through it, 2) allergies. Cutting the grass and weed eating this time of the year leaves me in a Pigpen-esque cloud of pollen that does follow me around all day, subsequently causing my sinuses to belch gallons of snot that require me to snort ounces of prescription nasal spray in order to function like a normal, albeit, heavily medicated human being. In any event the deed has been done, I'm still breathing and we are ready to use the word party as a verb. A few things I observed in the course of my labors yesterday.
A Pomegranate flower...
A sweet shrub seed pod...
An arum flower ...
My chopping block ...
& a Cherokee rose hip. Don't step on these!
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