|veggie garden fence|
I decorate my fence, hoping people will slow down.
Not the case.
I love working outside, but the traffic noise is terrible.
Hubby says I channel his grandmother. She was happier working in the veggie garden than cleaning house. What is his point?
He's been happily repainting the picket fence. It is complete!
My late parents loved the garden, too.
Today, I was slowed down by critters. The Monarch was dancing happily by. Couldn't snap a good shot!
|Can you see Labbit flying?|
New birds, new insects, and nary a clue what some of them are.
I can narrow it down, but it's hard.
I adore being retire and being able to research at will, not being assigned a 10,000 word essay.
I've been decorating for Canada Day. I've also been slowed down by tourists.
It all began when person number umpteen proceeded to drive up our driveway, to take a picture of my chair.
Some ask permission and come by to chat, most do not. This isn't a public thruway!
|First I placed a sign on my chair, $20 for a photo!|
It didn't work. One person last Sunday,
two the Sunday before drive up, turn around, drive away.
I'm trying signage...
|Next, a sign on the driveway|
|Golden goose is dressed up|
|Then a Mohawk flag on the back of my sign!|
This is a war with Citiots!
Frosty has a hat, flag and a fancy tie!