Three years ago, when the neighbors put in their pool, something went awry with my yard; all the grass eventually died. After several attempts to spot treat, I went ahead and had the whole thing re-sodded in March. Finally, it’s coming back into its own.
I’m also happy with what’s going on in the front.
I stripped the deck, got a new rug, and fixed the outdoor lights. Now if I could only get rid of the mosquitos.
Mabel and Fannie are quite happy with their resurrected yard.
My friend Lola lives in a very sketchy neighborhood.
I had an absolutely off-the-hook time at an Oktoberfest yesterday!
Brezel und Bier – Die besten Freunde!
Die Speisekarte was:
Lots of laughing, singing, dancing, and toasts to die Gemütlichkeit!
And a new-found favorite German song – ‘Die Da?!’ by Die Fantastischen Vier.
I recently read a piece in The New Yorker from a British ex-pat who was returning to the UK because of her disillusionment with the Trump administration. One of the things that prompted her to become a US citizen was the poetry of Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass.
I re-read Leaves of Grass and another Whitman piece that speaks to me profoundly – When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d. Lilacs was a paean to Lincoln after his assassination. The 20th Century German composer, Paul Hindemith, set Lilacs to music as an ode to Franklin Roosevelt after his death in 1945.
One of the most striking sections from the Hindemith work is the Death Carol from stanza 14 of Lilacs.
Willow Checking Things Out
Willow in the Blue Bonnets
Happy Willow
Annabelle – Pooped from Mountain Climbing
Annabelle – Johnston Canyon, Alberta, Canada 2004
Annabelle – 2004
Courtesy of Chan Lowe, Tribune Content Agency
My confederate jasmine is in full swing.
Confederate Jasmine (Trachelospermum jasminoides)
Confederate Jasmine
And another gratuitous clematis photo.
Purple Clematis
