|Molly waiting for the Naked Ladies|
to throw the ball back.
Yesterday was the last straw and she let me know it. It was the day we finally tackled the GPOM and the Enormous Lizard Producing Stash of Cardboard (both the stash and the lizards were enormous). By laying out the cardboard on the last patch of grass we plan to kill, and then piling on the GPOM, we managed to tick off our dog. She was lying on the sidewalk between the grass that stays and the grass that went. She was watching me pile on the mulch that blocked off her smooth path around the pool fence to the east. If a dog can watch in horror, that is what she did. Then she barked. An unusually loud, pathetic and whiny bark that I interpreted to mean "Now this is going too far, I'm calling the SPCA." Pathways through the mulch are planned, but for now her ball chasing route changes once again.
|Me and Molly in the future veggie garden.|
|Ernst planted five fruit trees!|
Apple, plum, cherry and two more I can't remember.
I need to eat more fruit to improve my memory.
|The maples out front are leafing out.|
These trees are for growing shade.
|More work ahead - irises from Myra and family.|
The colors will be a surprise.
|Our other GPOM. Our neighbor calls this Mount Mulch.|
We plan on conquering it soon.