Now this my friends is what I call a rock garden:
Every time I round the corner this view smacks me in the face with it’s rocky gardeny goodness. And to think that it’s only one half of the garden attached to this little house. I’m happy to say that people live there all year and enjoy their garden to the fullest. I know I would…
What a fabulous place for exploring. And oh my gosh! That door in the wall! I am so jealous right now as I go drill holes in the bottom of Rubbermaid containers so I can grow potatoes without digging in the soil of this rental. (I don’t want to ask permission to till, I’m too lazy to till and we live next to a coal ash burning power plant and there’s a high level of arsenic in our soil so we’re not supposed to grow edibles in the ground because of a recent ash incident.)
Jealous, I tell you.
This is my very favorite house in all Semur. When I walk past with the dog – we fantasize as to what it would be like to live there. Pity they don’t want to sell.
Beautiful.
How cool is that.
I love that photo, and that street lamp.
And I’m juuuuust a bit envious of the weather you’re having.
I’m sobbing with envy.
Wow. When I see gardens like that, I know that the people who live at those houses must have the patience of a saint.