Norm and I have always enjoyed gardening, even from the very beginning when we had our little pots on our little porch at the apartment we rented at the Lake. From there we moved to our house and absolutely took in every opportunity to work on the yard. Eight years later we moved to a house in Macon that had a yard the size of our living room which involved little to no gardening.
Today, we live in an old house with an established garden. Although this can sometimes be a curse (mainly when it comes to cleaning up last tenant's mess and getting poison ivy that won't go away for 3 months...) the payoffs of a mature garden are unbelievable.
In the last week or so, the azaleas have been blooming... everywhere. Here are some pictures from our yard:
When I was getting pictures of these beautiful purple blooms...
I got a visitor:
Who decided to pose for me
Tennis ball and all
When I was done getting his shots, I turned around to find this:
Along with that "purpose run" I could hear "what about me Mama?!?!? Get my picture too!!!!"
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