It being spring and all (and the winter this year was verrry long) I thought I would take you on a garden tour of my estate. I don't know the names of most of the stuff since Master does all the landscaping and such, so bear with me (for those of you not interested in the horticulture, skip ahead).
This flowering dogwood was planted in honor of the matriarch of the family that lived here before us. As you can see, the flowers have "popped" since my previous photo.
This is our gigantic elm tree. Its very special to have an elm tree in Master Chew Sits because most of them were wiped out by the Dutch Elm Disease. Ours is so special that the elm people take care of it for us.I asked Master to pose so you can see how gigundo it is.
Under the elm is the shade garden since the sun doesn't get through the canopy. Its also got the feeding rock where momma puts foodies out for the crows so she can spy on them with the binoculars. Since the biggest rookery in Master Chew Sits is just a couple of miles away, we have tons o' crows.Master calls this a tree, but I'm not so sure.Here's some purple stuff and the path to nowhere. Master planted the front beds so that something is always in bloom throughout the summer.The Pi memorial bird bath.A brief digression... Pi went to take her forever nap before I showed up, but here are some photos of her. Apparently she used to catch and eat birds. That's right! She would lie very still and the birds must have thought she was a log or something and they would be all eatin worms and getting closer and closer... and she would pounce and eat them! Momma said it was not pretty.Pi was also a therapy dog and you can see her badge here. Her formal name was Maggie. There is also a shot of her at work in the lower left. Pi was the only doggie Momma and Master ever let on the furniture. Momma misses doing therapy, but Grandpa Angus was unsuited to it as he never really liked the kid humans, Raja was just too grouchy, and I don't do particularly well with surprises, so maybe pee-wee, who knows?
One of two rhododendron that Master rescued from a construction site he was working on. The other one was really healthy, so he put it in the backyard, but then Beautiful Raja ate it. This one he put out front and it lasted a few years, but apparently did not survive the winter. Ah the cycle of life.On to the baby fruit trees which are all just two years old because I ate their predecessors during my Addled Less Sense (and let me tell you, Master was pig biting mad).
First, the cherry trees.Apple trees (they didn't have any apples last year because they are still babies).And finally plum trees.Blueberry bushes...I think I might have watered this one too much, cause its lookin kind of sorry.This being New England and all, we also grow rocks.Every year, we harvest the rocks and add them to this pile. But they always grow back.
OK, enough nature crap, time for the running of the errands. Momma decided to wear her Mango sweatshirt today.Steppin on in to the Mastiff Mobile.Ready! Let's go!First stop, Trader Joe's where they have tons of totally yummers foodies.I never get anything from there, but one can always hope...Next on the agenda, the library. No point even getting up...
At last!Car cookie! Car cookie!Yummers!Now what?Hey! What's that in the shopping bag?Bully stick PLEEEEESE!Sigh, it was not meant to be. Oh well, home at last.Meditation time.Mango Man! Oh yeah!