Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Oooh, pretty!

Believe it or not, earlier this spring I found a rose that I just had to have. The two humongous blooms on it, which lured me in like a siren's call, were promptly knocked off in a thunderstorm later that afternoon and nary an orange petal has been seen since.

Yesterday, however, Tropicana finally showed Spork why she came home with me.


Spork In the Eye said...

It is a really pretty mowing job around that... flower thing. Unfortunately the mowed area seems out of focus.

Kari said...

Why thank you. I had my yard guy take care of that. Want his name?