After our walk, a big thunderstorm rolled in. Annie had to hide out in the house for safety.
Two hours and three-quarters of an inch of rain later, I ventured outside. Right away I spotted a second gift, this newly opened coneflower with several additional flowers forming. Coneflowers don't form buds, they just grow from small to large.
By the garden fence I spied the third gift, the boundary between wild and semi-tame – ripening raspberries, larkspur and daisy fleabane snuggling up together. Fence decor by Cleo is almost completely concealed by raspberry canes.
We are especially watchful in this area where a copperhead snake bit Dennis last summer. A hoe hangs on the fence as a handy weapon, if needed.
Next came the gift of seeing the pod-laden pea vines still glistening with raindrops.
At that point I came to my senses, realized that I hadn't protected against chiggers, and fled to the shower.
1 comment:
So beautiful! I'm happy there is a thing there that Cleo has been a part of. That she has left a part of herself as a reminder...missing you.
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