Sunday Sunday

Friday we had the most perfect weather. Low eighties, lovely. Put the cushion back on the swing in the afternoon, poured some iced tea and looked at my Marie Claire Idees. Really people, it doesn't get any better than that.

Here's some of what's new around the yard. It all seems so pretty and cool looking. Saturday brought us some mid-ninety degree temps, which I totally do not appreciate. It made for hot sweaty yard work.

First iceberg rose.

I love my little cherry tree and could take a thousand photos of it's blooms. Here's just one.

One of a very few apricots on my tree. The tree is old, been here since Bret moved in about twenty five years ago. The tree is probably half dead, but still it puts forth the effort. I bet this little apricot won't last more than another week. The greedy squirrels will eat them all in this state and not wait till they reach their beautiful ripeness.

Can you believe how blue the sky is? No photoshopping people. I haven't seen such a glorious blue sky in so long.

Count on more gardeny photos, my tree is only half filled with blooms and my snowball is covered in lime green flowers, soon to be white. I love that bush.

Happy Sunday peoples.

p.s. Was I the last to know Marianne Fons had a blog?