Baileykins and the Fishies

From the beginning Bailey has loved the fishies -- like they are best friends or something. She liked to watch them in the tank.



She likes to chat with them pond-side.



And oh my, what's this?


Fishy babies?


"Hello Fishies!!!" Bailey would especially like her some Fishy Babies!

Tah-DA!

Remember this wretched wreck of a deck. It was piles of rotted lumber, falling down fencing and whatever that mess was in the corner, who knew!?!


But looky here! In place of the wretched wreck is the New Children's Garden. A fishy pond, a sandbox, lots of plantings, cozy seats. Oh My.

Let's take a tour: First stop is the herb garden -- this is a far cry from last years weed thatch. Intermingled among the rosemary and bail, the lavender and thyme are cheery salmon geranium and several tall hollyhocks.

Side by side are the oeach tree espalier and a very new pear tree. The peach tree is standing at attention with one lone peach not yet ripe for picking.


The sandbox is the living end. It is a slat covered trapzoid filled with fine grained sand, perfect for wee GRANDbabykins to play for hours and hours. And he does!

The seats nearby are for me to watch from afar -- a bit too far. I like to get on my knees and join in the fun.



Ah, the Children's Garden -- it's good to be done.

Goosey Goosey Gander

The Goosies are Blooming, The Goosies are Blooming!!!!!

Don't they look like little goosey heads? This is Gooseneck Loosestrife and it is my favorite thing in my garden. Many flowers make me smile -- but this one makes me laugh out loud.

They are fun and fancy and happy. A whole gaggle of geese marching with purpose across the lawn. Admittedly this corner of my garden is sadly neglected, due in no small part to the goosies.



Beside them is a rose bush that needs to be yanked down, which is no small thing, so that we can get to the fence which needs to be yanked down, which is no small thing... but to get to the rose and to the fence we would have to tromp through the goosies... And I can't bare to trample them. Maybe over winter when they've sunk back to the earth. But right now the rose and the fence can wait a while... while the goosies are blooming. Next year I will move a few to the Children's Garden