over on "Living in Black Mountain," almost every day this week.
And soon at my "Three Family Trees."
But the time I usually use here is being given to another pursuit this week.
A visitor.
I hope the mint takes...it's in new dirt and had lots of roots. The little guy is there for encouragement.
There's the orchid in it's new home.
And the end of August means lots of these black seeds on the Four O'Clocks.
The front porch...we're not allowed to plant anything in that terrible mulched area. Ugh. It's full of poisons anyway.
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