My garden office.
Rabbit Run Cottage is a perfect spot to start the morning or rest after a long day in the garden.
A constant evolution of “treasures” can be found in the little garden shed.
Sometimes it’s messy, sometimes it’s very neat and tidy.
Lucy has discovered the WiFi signal is good out here, and watches her favorite shows on her laptop.
Garden kitties love to nap in the loft when the afternoon Sun is too warm.
What little treasures can you spy inside?
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Columbine
Started from seed in the little greenhouse two years ago, the Columbine is blooming this morning.
On a dark rainy day, so nice to find these little blossoms. Tucked in next to the North sides of the greenhouse and Rabbit Run Cottage, they are among the first blossoms making an appearance in the garden.
We are calling it–The Pond Project
Last September I had the wonderful opportunity to visit and work with Country Gardens Magazine, in the Better Homes and Gardens Test Garden.
We were in awe of the perfectly groomed gardens, and were inspired to rework the pond in our own garden.
The tear down has begun, and my garden is quite a sight right now.
Can’t wait to start putting things together.
Heirloom Garden Tools
A most generous gift from my cousin John. I am so thrilled to have these hand forged tools to work my garden.
“The smell of iron and coal, the sound of the hammer ringing off the anvil. The feel of pushing around steel as though it was just so much clay. Looking at a piece of scrap metal through my Mind’s Eye, and then molding it into form. There has always been and will always be a treasure trove of excitement to the senses for me in the Blacksmith Shop.”
John Weichert-Blacksmith
Red Bear Originals
http://www.redbearoriginals@yahoo.com
Jack In The Pulpit
Divide And Conquer
Whistle While You Work
Turn Off The Faucet
How Fun Is This?
Weather Matters
Spring is in slow motion.
Temperatures so cool that the garden is not ready to show itself.
Rain persists and the Sun seems to have taken a leave of absence.
A quick moving storm rolled through yesterday afternoon, my first true experience in the path of straight line winds.
I won’t dwell on the damage it left, but my chore list grew.
Not the kind of growing I was hoping for.









