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I Come To The Garden Not Alone


Most of our summer was spent working inside our home while the beautifully lanscaped flower garden grew into a jungle--even without rain. So, I took advantage of a beautiful 65+ degree day and began the arduous process of clearing the mess. My boys are still on vacation until Wednesday and they helped out too. A few more hours on the front and then we can move around the house...yep, around the house too.



I thought this was an adorable picture of Seth helping me out...too bad the neighbors had to see me in a similar pose. Eeek.

I'm too tired to walk across the deck to the hot tub tonight. Pathetic.

Comments

Twila G. said…
Love these pictures! Wish I had a green thumb...
Rachel said…
How cute. What fun it is to clean up pesty weeds. The end result always makes you feel like your hard work is worth it.
Anonymous said…
Oh how adorable. Tell Seth he can come help me anytime he wants.
Mary Ellen said…
Great pics and I also love the one you added of you and Dave "in the future" on the sidebar. "-)

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