Rainy Day Gardener Hands

Weather, nay lightning even, doesn't stop me from working in my garden. More often it's the heat that drives me indoors, or 1" hail as was the case this morning. June rain however is the BEST and I love to be out there getting my hands dirty.

I'm no so vain about my hands save when they look like they've worked a full day in the garden. I find it comforting and satisfying somehow, knowing my hands can do all that hard labor and still turn around and comfort a child who needs a snuggle. No one, kids nor plants alike, cares that they're not buffed and polished as long as they are kind and gentle.

I'm Pretty Sure...

... Bill Watterson somehow had my son in mind when he drew this 20+ years ago.

Fresh Strawberries

From our little strawberry patch. Best year ever. Lots more new (volunteer) plants, no bear to eat them all, no slugs because who knows why, and more attention from me. This is what I have gathered every other day or so for the last 6 weeks. Small but sweet!

Isolated Rain Shower

What does it mean when it rains on your house, and only on your house, in the early morning sunshine? It means YOU are at the end of the rainbow.

Blooming Rock Garden Part 6

Who'd believe such a delicate flower would come from a prickly pear cactus?

Blooming Rock Garden Part 5

This was a snip of a succulent I picked up while camping up Dominguez Canyon on the Uncompahgre Plateau one summer a few years ago. It is quite tiny but delivers a bright starry blossom three times it's actual size.

Blooming Rock Garden Part 4

It's called "Snows in Summer" but in reality it stops blooming for me right before summer starts. I especially love the silvery blue of the leaves and stems.