It was good to arrive home today. McDuff said hello at the front walk.
Isabelle waited on the makeshift wheelbarrow to greet me.
Lily came from out in the field when she heard my voice. She rested on the stump while I called her.
The roses have bloomed profusely since I have been gone. This is the All-American Girl.
I love the sound of the fountain spilling into the pond in the back garden.
The larkspur and dill reseeded from last year in the cutting garden.I love the combination of the purple blooms and the green dill heads. There is no place like home!