The garden

Today we had sunshine. It has been way too long since we experienced the warmth and light of that wonderful orange ball in the sky. It felt good to go out and work a little in the garden. I don't spend a lot of time out there anymore. It saves a whole bushel of arguments. I go out with good intentions. I think to myself, "Self, enjoy the garden and appreciate every  inch of it." Then I go outside and I see a chipped ornament, an ugly sculpture, a birdhouse that has half the roof rotting or flowers missing that were there only last year. I usually can't keep it to myself. I'm not known for  holding my tongue. So, by mutual agreement, I don't go around the garden when Hank is out there. It just doesn't work. We have managed to stay together for forty five years and I'm not about to let a chipped ornament put a dent in that. I do, however, wait for him to be somewhere else, then I go out and remove the object that I object to, and toss it in the garbage. He never notices. I do make sure I bury it under other garbage as he is the one that would find it if I didn't. He does spend hours out there and with the people from Garden's West coming in a few weeks, he's exhausted. I look at it as just doing my part to help him. Don't get me wrong, our garden is gorgeous and I would miss it dearly if I had to move. This weekend we are going on the Rotary Garden Tour and the $20.00 admission also allows us entrance into Minter Gardens on the Sunday. I'm really looking forward to it even if it rains. The tickets were free for us. The Rotary Club brought them round as a thank you for participating last year in the tour. Maybe we will have a cup of tea and a bite to eat there if the weather cooperates. Well, gotta dash. I should go out and take my picture before it's too dark. My picture for today is my delphiniums. I love them but they aren't spreading the way I had hoped. They give such height and texture to the garden that I was hoping they would double by now.  Remember to stop and smell the flowers.