The squirrel food is ready.
The last of the back-patio flowers
The pile of trimmings is growing. Damn, over the 20-years that I lived here I sure planted a bunch of trees on this quarter-acre.
Spring and summer certainly breezed by in a hurry. Life is akin to a roll of toilet paper, the closer you are to the end the faster what remains spins away.
Be it near or far, if there was something that I didn't want to be forced to look at for the rest of my life I always planted a tree between it and me.
Be it near or far, if there was something that I didn't want to be forced to look at for the rest of my life I always planted a tree between it and me.