I love it when that happens

Things are moving right along on our little hill.

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The mayhaw season is drawing to a close, and though there are quite a few

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of them still under the trees, they can stay there. Those ‘nassy pigs’ have been having them for a midnight snack. How do I know that? Well, because they have left ‘thank you’ gifts in the form of little piles under most of the trees. And that’s all I have to say about that.

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The blueberries are coming along quite nicely,

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as well as the plums

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and peaches.

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The corn patch is sporting a few gaps, thanks to the crows, but

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the rest of our little garden is looking good.

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The roses running along the fence are in full bloom, as well as

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the Confederate Jasmine growing on the tree house. And, because of our unusually cold winter, the daylilies are just now

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getting up enough nerve to begin to open…and I love it when that happens.

2 thoughts on “I love it when that happens

  1. I am so sorry to hear about those”nassy pigs” snacking around there at midnight eating all of those mayhaws and leaving those unwanted packages.
    I’m sure this is a wonderful time of year around your home, all of the many beautiful things blooming.
    I enjoy reading about your adventures and the many exciting things that seem to take place.
    I only have one thing to say, I just wish you would write more blogs because I can’t wait to hear more.
    Happy Mothers Day.

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