Our Yard

Now that it is warming up and Spring is here, we have been playing around in our yard a lot more.  It is definitely like a secret garden.  We have tons of things growing and we discover new things everyday.  We have tons of fruit trees, lots of fun weeds to pull, and seeds to plant.  We are having so much fun.  

We have Calla lilies growing all over

the front and back yard.

Beets.  Yum.

Tomatoes.  Yum again.  

Hopefully this area turns into a pumpkin patch.

We planted the seeds last week.

Pretty annual flowers.  All the kids like to water them.

Our marigolds.  In the middle are smooth rocks we

find in our yard.  Oliver and Mommy put the rocks

we painted at the Y in the middle too.  Oliver's orange

one is missing though.  One of our mischievous daycare

kiddos buried all the rocks last Friday and we still

can't find Oliver's rock.

Purple Flowers. 

Lavender near Oliver's restaurant.

Mommy read this book a while back.  It has some

really neat ideas.  Mommy is taking small baby

steps in our yard, and she is using some of

the advice the author gave.  

This is our "Three Sisters" area.  Mommy first

learned about it from the book above.  There is corn,

squash, and beans.

These are the beans.  Mommy is calling them

"Allison," they were the quickest to sprout up and 

look like a little family around each rock.  They remind

Mommy of Ali and her growing family.  She is expecting

another baby in September, and they found out today

it is a boy!  Oh boy!!!

These are the squash, Mommy is calling them "Jessica."

They took longer to come up then the other two.  

(Probably because Jessica calls herself a "naysayer.")

The last sister, is "Mommy."  It is corn, Mommy hopes

it grows tall, just the way it is supposed to be.  (Right

beside the corn is Mommy's chamomile.)

Our lavender, it is getting big.  Oliver will

need to cut it back a little.  He always gives Mommy

a lavender flower when we walk past it.

Strawberry Plant.

The flowers are so sweet and delicate.

Pretty flowers trailing through our picket

fence and down into our parking easement.  Pretty.