This post is long overdue. I apologize.
As I mentioned in my last post, our family moved to another house about three months ago. We moved for the convenience of being closer to the places we visit most frequently. The neighborhood we now live in is quite well established; our house is roughly seventy years old.
I’m not going to lie, I do miss our other house, especially the prairie. I could see so much wildlife from the window. (Not to mention I could actually see the sunset) But our new house has such a cute garden and overall, the house itself is hard not to fall in love with.
As soon as we moved in, my grandfather began to get the garden in order. He planted the usual flowers, petunias, salvias, marigolds, and alyssum. He also planted a rosebush in the midst of these, and another rosebush along the side of the house.
When we first moved in, we discovered that there was a magnolia tree in the front yard, and the magnolias in front of the house were in full bloom. You can imagine my delight.
Throughout May, the azaleas planted along the side of the house were in full bloom and they let a spicy smell into the house when the windows were open.
Our neighbors planted a row of peonies between their house and ours. They planted three different colors and I have to say, they are gorgeous. Who doesn’t love peonies?
There are also a few large hydrangea bushes in the front yard. These flowers are so large and delicate, and they look amazing as a centerpiece on a table.
My grandfather planted some foxgloves by the house recently. I love foxgloves, mostly because they appeared in my one of my favorite stories as a child. (Ever read “The Tale of Jemima Puddle-Duck” by Beatrix Potter?) I sadly didn’t get very good pictures.
That’s all from me. (For now)
Thank you for reading and have a wonderful day!