A short while ago I entered a giveaway on the blog
Painting the Roses White and I actually won! ME! I never win anything. Ask Pioneer Woman. Anyway, this is what I won:
Here is #1 modeling it for me:
So pretty and Rebecca makes them herself. Of course my mother guilt kicked in and I gave the hair accessory to #1. She loves these things and wears them a lot.
Much to her husband's chagrin. Thanks Rebecca!
In other news, remember the huge branch that fell on our lawn a while back?
A long while back? Well the hubby got out the sawsall (sp?) yesterday and chopped her up for firewood.
Yeah, I don't think that is going to do us for the winter but do you see those tarps in the background? There are a few cords of wood there so I think we'll make it. Does anyone like to stack wood? Come on over. Please. I'm begging.
I showed you a photo of some of my hydrangea the other day. Here you can see why I said our other horses used to eat them:
Good girl Sassy.
I inherited this rose from my mother's garden. It is named after the founder of the Women's Instiute, Adelaide Hoodless. My mum was a member of this venerable society of women. Hands up if you know what the WI is. I'll even send you a prize of you can recite the Mary Stewart Collect and name the movie made from a true story from the WI. And no,Googling does not count.
Alas, I failed to capture a photo of the rose in its full glory. This rose is not hardy for our climate so I baby it dreadfully and hope it comes back again every spring. So far, so good.
It's been a slow week at the LC. The heat and humidity are still bad, so we really just stay indoors, read a lot, and sleep. It's a hard life, I know.
