My New White Picket Fence

When I heard that the "fence" people were coming the next day, I walked out to my garden and snapped a few pics.  Who knows what will survive.

My carolina jasmine is just starting to bloom.

To help you understand what my garden consists of, we live in a town home very close to the Tennessee River.   Our back yard consists of a path and parking for two cars.  Yes, we have a garage but that is for "the lady", my golf cart that I use for fishing.  Our fence is approximately twenty-five years old.  So it was time.

This is a knock-out rose that we pruned last fall.  The "fence man" said we should "cut this waay back".

This is the third year for my peonies.  Up until this year, they have had a few blooms but this year they are loaded with buds.

I wonder if my "endless summer" hydrangea will survive the "fence man's" big feet.

           My lenten roses always announce Spring is coming.

Armadi clematis is starting to bloom.  It's fragrance is wonderful.

I wasn't sure any of my garden would survive.  Everyone told me that there was "nothing I could do".  I knew I had to try.  I need you to visualize this:  red crepe paper streamers tied around every "plant that I have to save".  Sorry, I'm never good at taking "before" pics.

I know this post is getting long but I have to show you.....Just the pics, not much talking.

The fence men did great!  They did it all by hand instead of using their auger.  (big drill-looking machine)  I stayed out there with them.  I know they loved that.  The red crepe paper didn't hurt either.

This vine called "Jackson vine" came with us when we moved from Jackson street.  I hope it makes it.

                                                          Other side of drive...

Is that a shirt I see hanging on the lamp post?

Lord, have mercy!

Lime tree on the right

Fig tree

Thanks for coming by.  I hope you enjoyed my garden path.

                                                

                                                     

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                                                           Between Naps On the Porch

Work is Good!

We may be doing too much for our children. Many have so much they

are never satisfied. As parents, many are struggling too hard and

spending too much to make things easier for their children. Easier

is not necessarily better.

It’s good for children to work.

There should be little jobs for little people.

Then, more responsibility as that child gets older.

We should allow them to know the satisfaction of a job well

done and be rewarded accordingly.

At our house, one of the best agreements we ever made went like this:

When you’re old enough to work, you get a part-time job. The money
is yours to spend. If there are special things you want to buy or do
that don’t fit into our budget, you pay. If you want a car, we help you
find a used one, and we pay for half. You pay for the gas, and we pay
for the insurance.

Work builds character. Take away the challenge of work and the

attitude changes. Every child understands the value of money best

by learning to manage their own. I also believe there is nothing

wrong with telling children that “we can’t afford that” or “we don’t

have the money for that right now.”

Effective parents teach children how to earn, how to save, and how

to spend—even more, the best parents know something else. They

know that children need more than material things to be happy.