The little garden that could.

Bless my poor garden's heart. It just wants to live in spite of the neglect from it's mommy and the torture of it's mother--nature. Several weekends ago, we had a particularly mild afternoon. Sophy and I put on our gardening clogs and set to work with clippers, shovels, and rakes. Three GIANT lawn wagon loads later, we had made a dent in the over growth. Usually by now I have pumpkins attempting to grow or another round of zinnias but nothing new has been added thus far. Mr. GP cringes everytime I mention my latest idea which involves enlarging the garden area. ((insert evil laugh here))

Here you see my attempt at an interesting camera view of our creek. HAHA, my camera got slightly wet. Wonder what that does for the warranty?


Tomorrow is almost Friday. Remember that.