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| At the top of Mowat and Brash-Allen roads. |
Steve and I started out the day with a bike ride . We did the loop crossing the bridge on Mabel Lake road, left on Enderby-Grindrod road, right on Mowat road. I was sure I was going to die riding up that hill, Steve seemed to have no problem. I guess I need to ride more often. Then we took a right down Brash-Allen road and right back onto Mabel lake road. It was beautiful. We started out as early as possible to beat the heat. Then we toiled in our yard and garden. Steve working on his gate.
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| We have a good crop of plums, looking forward to munching on a juicy yellow plum in the very near future. |
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| Some of the garden is growing some of it is growing in miniature. |
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| This is a watering device. a clay pot turned upside down with a clay saucer siliconed to the top which is now the bottom. |
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| The grapes are in abundance but not happy. |
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| The sunflowers are giving balance to the front yard. At one time there were two hay bale walls in the front, I do not know the true story as to how the other one fell. With out the second wall in front it was just odd looking, so tall flowers for balance. |
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| The Bee's love the sunflowers. I will plant more next year. We recently watched the documentary "Queen of the Sun". It was good and a must see. Without Bee's we will not be. |
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| Double headed Sunflower. |
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| Steve and the new gate, now he will add branches to make a closed in fence on each side of the gate. |
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| Quince, we will have plenty. |
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| Every day we check on the peaches all two of them. Brushing off insects and hoping the birds don't peck at them. Patience. |
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| A brick self portrait watching over the side garden. |
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| Oregon grape grows well in our yard. I don't mind it around the tall Douglas Fir trees, they are so sappy, the Oregon Grape is prickly so you don't want to get to close to the trees. The grapes make a nice juice if you add sugar. |
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| A single poppy among the tall Evening Primrose and the variety of succulents. |
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| The circle of friends stand on the decaying Balsam stump that the ants are taking care of. |
We finished off the day sitting on the front porch watching the lighting and counting the time between the thunder. Matty was hiding in his carrying cage under Steve's desk in the basement.
