Childhood memories Chinook Cres, circa 1972, fondly remembering tiny blue flowers dangling like a bell, growing along side our house and fixing up the seldom visited far side of house. I cannot locate that exact flower; it wasn't Virginia Blue Bells nor Lily of the Valley. Perhaps the Canterbury Bell Flower, but I recall the flower being a paler shade of blue. I settled on white Bleeding Hearts and the rare pink Lily of the Valley. The soil was perfect for these flowers as they do best in shade and mulch. This area was where the stump crusher took care of a bad tree and left the root to rot. If its too late this spring for blooms, I least I FINALLY got them in for the next year!
Revisiting my bucket carting pea gravel of yesteryear ... I had two garbage cans of pea gravel left over from last falls pea gravel patio. Using this to fill in between the temporary stone patio behind the slide. Made a bit of progress this weekend.
And a Sunday morning outing,
Sweet toddlerhood, oblivious to any tension, enjoyed the
Back home we built a chimney smoking grill and then borrowed the neighbours lawn mower and cut the
My mom arriving shortly after, we were able to sit and relax and eat our first outdoor grilled burgers. My son, a chef in training, he made the patties and did the flipping.