Once again, it’s been awhile. . . Yesterday I took a photograph of my little pea tripod—it’s almost done for the year—to the right is a tomato plant which re seeded itself. Below it is a little cement bunny.
I have a love/hate thing about little cement critters. There is a garden stand in Lancaster called Hoover’s which sells all sorts of cement garden things—they also sell good oatmeal/raisin cookies along with lots of plants. We always try to stop when we are in the area. They have lots and lots of cement garden things all over their parking lot. Over to the right are some tables with smaller pieces—bunnys, frogs, squirrels and . . . turtles.
First I bought a sheep and that’s the sheep I photographed every day in spring of 2007. I also have a small gnome named Monty after the movie. He exists under a holly tree, covered with ivy.
I really don’t like cement garden things—maybe a bird bath or so but little critters. . . So I hide them under bushes etc. I have this small bunny and a squirrel but I realize I’ve collected a lot of turtles—as things die down in the fall I find more and more. Perhaps I’ll post some pictures of them—and come out of my cement critter closet.
Spring’s not all Rainbows!
On March 29, 2009 we had a day which wasn’t great, weather wise but nice enough to plant some peas. I made a little bamboo tripod for them to grow on.
Then about an hour later it got very dark and started to thunder and then hail!
Here is another image of the hail from my front porch.
Yesterday I went to an Obama rally in Vernon Park here in Germantown, PA. Our friends, Ilene and Robert and Jane and Drew drove to our house and we walked over. We were in a half to three quarter mile long line. (The people who got up front went at 7:00, we went at 10:30.) We were lucky to get into the park before Obama finished speaking but even the line itself was wonderful. So many people of all types—ages, races, shapes and sizes—all smiling and being together.
The line snaked up and down tiny streets in Germantown—some home owners sticking their heads out wondering what was going on and others placing speakers with music outside for the folk in line. It felt like one big party.
Afterward we went to Cafette, a wonderful restaurant in Chestnut Hill for lunch—it was a sparkling sunny day so we ate outside—many people at the café had their rally “Germantown for Obama” stickers on—we bought cookies to take back to Ilene and Robert’s house and ate on their deck not wanting the beautiful day to end.