Grandma’s Country Garden

Hello, everyone.  If you have been a regular reader of our blog, then you know about my 86-year-old mother who is quite talented.  We shared with you the photos of her quilts that she made for her grandchildren, and we also showed you the day we took her wine tasting, and also one of the many crafts she has made for me.  I just spent that past few days with her and my 90-year-old father, and they were observing their 67th wedding anniversary.  These two are quite they pair.  They go camping, have a small garden, live on an acre of land that Daddy still mows and weed-eats, attend church and all of its activities regularly, go shopping and out to eat, and on and on and on.

 

 

Although she doesn’t have internet, she enjoys reading our blog every chance she gets, and she wanted me to show you photos of her garden.

They live in the country about an hour and a half west of Washington, DC.  They are surrounded by beautiful mountains.  Take a look at that view.  They have lived in this house for 10 years after living in their original house, where I grew up, for 57 years.

 

 

In warm weather they spend as much time as possible on their back porch.  Daddy has two bird baths and three feeders, and their backyard is a playground/feeding center for every bird in the vicinity.

 

 

This is their cat Sophie, who spends most of her waking hours watching the birds.  The birds know she is harmless since the porch’s screen separates them.

 

 

One of the ornaments in my mother’s garden is this little stone house that my dad built when he was a little boy.  I think it was a shop class project.

 

 

My mother has both annuals, like these petunias, and perennials so that she has color from spring through the fall.

 

 

Right now her lavendar is just lush with blooms.  I brought some home to use in lavendar short bread cookies.  I’ll be sharing that recipe with you on Friday.  I would have brought home more, but the bumble bees love lavendar, and I was afraid they might get made at me for messing with their treats, if you know what I mean…

 

 

I loved how this orange butterfly bush looked next to the blue bottles on her bottle tree.  No, she didn’t drink the wine.  I bought the tree and the bottles for her.  You can see that her shasta daisies will be blooming soon.

 

 

These two big pots of annuals sit in an old wooden wheelbarrow.  This is a true country garden.

 

 

These two are my parents.  Aren’t they cute?  I call them Ken and Barbie.  Happy Anniversary, you two, and I hope you have many more.

 

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