Heavy sigh. Our last visit to Southern Exposure until fall. But we had a wonderful project, filling a log planter and the gardens are coming on strong! Come on in!
Does it feel redundant, these photos? Sometimes I think it must, but I can't resist shooting the same thing over and over! (And I can tell the difference!)
I especially loved the allium which had come out in full bloom.
This tulip was absolutely glorious, just radiant in the late afternoon light.
And this time the white bleeding hearts were out as well as the pink.
Everywhere you look there is a lovely vignette, whether it is in the greenhouse...
...or hanging on the side of the outhouse (not in use, apart from holding pots and tools!)
There is even thought to the type of greenery that might look most interesting. I love the detail on these leaves.
And check out the golden glow behind the vintage car!
My partner in creative crime this night was my friend Jan. We celebrated Jan's birthday and it was also the anniversary of saying farewell to the Marmelade Gypsy six years ago. It was a good place to be on that night.
We paid our respects to the chickens again. We had chicken for dinner but we didn't mention it to the birds!
As always, we enjoyed a beautiful lovely table setting with that very tasty dinner!
Then it was on to the craft tent where we were greeted with a dirt-filled planter made from logs from downed trees on the Southern Exposure grounds. They were filled with a variety of plants including kale, zinnia, peas, mini-basil and coleus.
And in my garden it looks pretty darned cute! It'll stay there till I head north for the summer and then join me on the road trip!
And until Autumn, this will be the last Southern Exposure venture.
But we'll be back! And I can't wait to see what will be in store!
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