Monday, July 2, 2012

Cherry-gedon

Our garden is beautiful. A lot of it has to do with my mother-in-law who had free reign to do whatever she wanted back there. The bones were there when we moved in, but it needed work.

The lot faces north and is lovely and cool in the afternoons.  Perfect for hot summer days in July. A lot of the temperateness of the yard comes from two beautiful, old cherry trees. We heard in the spring they are truly amazing, covered in delicate white blooms. I'll report back next year on the matter. For now, we are enjoying the shade.

Well... we would be enjoying the shade if we could stand to be out there.  There is nothing like being pelted with rotting cherries day in and day out. I spend a good portion of my time scrubbing the deck and wiping the furniture. While the baby has been enjoying watching the birds and squirrels fight each other for the tasty red morsels, I have been less pleased by all of the bird and squirrel shit I've had to clean up.

I think today might have been the worst of it. I hope today was the worst of it.