Imagine 6 Teenagers in Bright Green Gym Suits Splashing Around in This Water
I would have been one of those teens some thirty odd years ago. It was the last day of 9th grade and an unauthorized "skip day" from junior high school.
Now imagine looking up from that water to the very top of that hill and seeing your mother motioning for you to get your butt up there and it better be fast! Take a moment to let this sink in. You are a teenager and all the eyes in that water are looking up at the woman yelling on top of the hill. And that woman is YOUR. Mother.
The school had called my mother and told her that they thought we were on the island. My mother's no hiker, but she jumped right in her car and trotted all the way to the back of this island to find me. She was NOT happy.
I am so glad you stopped by to visit my garden. I garden in lower northern Michigan (zone 5) in far less than ideal conditions. I have too many pine trees, too much shade, too many rocks, herds of hosta-munching deer and rabbits who think my lilly buds are gourmet appetizers. I am by no means an expert in horticulture or garden design--just an amateur with a shovel and a passion. My garden changes daily during the summer and I will be updating frequently.
During the winter months, I blog about my favorite cold-weather hobby--quilting and just my everyday musings.
I hope you enjoy your visit, and that you will come back soon.