When your garden throws you zucchinis...

You make zucchini bread!

Duh Duh Duh...the moment you have been waiting for!

The release of the final picture of the arbor!

OOOOOOOOOOoooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

View from street

Grapes

Red seedless

My man is the best.  He crafted this beautiful arbor with his bare hands.  (oh, and a chainsaw and other various manly tools)
I told him my vision and he created to order.  I think he should do this for a living!

(blue chair courtesy of our long-suffering, wonderful neighbors, Pastor Mark and Miss Lucy)

A meaningful retreat

Yesterday I found out that my Grammy had a stroke.  This incredible lady taught my mom (and in turn, me) everything about gardening, among other things.  I went out to my garden to feel closer to her.

Grammy loves butterflies.  Whenever I see a butterfly I think of her.  So it was comforting to see this as I walked out to my garden after hearing the news:

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This is her, changing me when I was a baby.  

I love you, Grammy.  Get well soon!