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Saturday, August 18, 2007
Saturday Morning Garden Blogging
Morning glories, and calla lillies, and hostas, oh my! A shot of the gebera daisy on the screen porch. And, because I love dappled shade more than almost anything, some climbing rose leaves.
One of the things I miss so much from my childhood is screened porches. Everyone of any means whatsoever had them. Best when facing the road or street--good for limited conversations with passersby on the sidewalk. And the porch furniture was protected; no need to rush to cover things when bad weather was about. Ah, yes, the porches or yesteryear, with their cushioned gliders and wicker....
Remembrance of things past: simple lunches of lemonade made with freshly squeezed lemons, salmon sandwiches drizzled with lemon juice on a bed of leaf lettuce fresh from the garden. I'm salivating!
I have a deck, but my yard is small, so screening it in and giving it a roof means little deck--footprint can't get much bigger here. But I think about it.
Would give the kitties more screens to climb and ruin!
Admirable! Well done!
ReplyDelete/GWPDA
I am rather envious.
ReplyDeleteOne of the things I miss so much from my childhood is screened porches. Everyone of any means whatsoever had them. Best when facing the road or street--good for limited conversations with passersby on the sidewalk. And the porch furniture was protected; no need to rush to cover things when bad weather was about. Ah, yes, the porches or yesteryear, with their cushioned gliders and wicker....
ReplyDeleteRemembrance of things past: simple lunches of lemonade made with freshly squeezed lemons, salmon sandwiches drizzled with lemon juice on a bed of leaf lettuce fresh from the garden. I'm salivating!
I have a deck, but my yard is small, so screening it in and giving it a roof means little deck--footprint can't get much bigger here. But I think about it.
Would give the kitties more screens to climb and ruin!
jawbone
I can't wait for my magical garden to wake up!
ReplyDeleteLove,
Terri in Joburg