Peony and Puppy

I don’t know how this peony survives. It’s in the backyard, where it gets run over by wrestling puppies and careless lawnmowers. The ducks trample it when the shoots are just emerging…and yet it flourishes. Trixie decided she needed to be part of the action. She’ll be eight months old in a week.

Happy Spring!

I spent yesterday cleaning up the yard in anticipation of Spring Equinox. Taking stock of what survived the winter and what will need to be replaced. While there is no sign of an Iris or Pussy Willow after this harsh winter, I was happy to see it looks like only one bunch of daisies will…