I’ve been surprised at my strawberry harvest(s) this year. I have several plants in the ground along the fence at the back end of our parking lot and every day I get at least one ripe berry – more often 3 or 4. I’m more than impressed with this since, over the last several years, there would be a spirt of about a week that I could pick my own strawberries to a total of not likely more than a dozen.
This plant survived last winter in this pot and is producing well – soon I shall feast! Again.
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Carson chose my big brother’s old band t-shirt to sleep in tonight. He wears it well, no?
Today, I said a sad goodbye to an old, old friend. my 26-year-old Chev Lumina APV Minivan took her last ride to the junkyard and I’m more than a little teary-eyed over it.
Yeah, I regret this already.
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If you have not yet grown up, and love to watch big machines dig holes in city streets, be jealous… I get this view for the whole summer, probably fall and likely into winter.
Carson helps his mom with her workouts.
Between the construction across the street, the yelly people on the sidewalk, and the fact that the dog can’t fit on the windowsill, Luna has claimed her crown. She spends a LOT of time in the bay window.
I’m not sure what’s going to happen once I bring that patio table back down into the tarmac garden, but my original idea of building a window seat will only draw the dog to the window. The cat tolerates Kaylee about as well as Kaylee tolerates the cat.
I’ll have to think of something to avoid any feline comeuppance.