I finally got hooked back up to the internet and it’s cable, not satellite, praise the Lord. But I’m so dog-assed tired I can’t even think so this will be a flowers I left behind in Bartlesville post.
This iris I dug up and brought with me. It blooms spring and fall.
This is one of my favorite photos that I’ve taken. The red trumpet vine I planted along the back fence grew around a dead tree stump that grew up around the fence so I just left it there. I like the contrast of textures.
Joseph’s Coat Rose. One of the few roses I’ve ever had any luck with so therefore also my favorite.
This is the climbing Joseph’s coat rose, the one I took the individual rose shot from.
This beautiful Jackamani Clematis was growing on the property line with the people that lived in the house just east of us. They were kind enough to let us claim it and care for it.
We had columbine in the shadiest part of the rock garden in the front yard.
This beautiful clematis was white with the most delicate pink stripes going down the petals.
When we move to this house in ‘95 there was a square of cement out toward the N.E. part of the back yard. It took a long time before it dawned on me that whomever had lived there before had a big satellite dish. I decided to plant wisteria there because it was strong enough to support it as it got older.
Wisteria blossoms just starting to bust open.
More wisteria a few days later in full bloom. It had the most beautiful scent.
Lilac… beautiful old fashioned lilac and what a wonderful smell.
lilac blooms in the shade.
And more lilac.
Sand cherry bush. I loved the contrasting colors.
Hosta “Freedom” if I remember correctly.
Ferns just beginning to greet the world. These plants were fascinating to watch unfurl in the spring
This is one of several irises that we brought back from one of our trips to Minnesota. We actually went to the farm where they were grown and picked out the ones we wanted. The gentleman also grew hostas and had some gorgeous varieties that we drooled over. The fellow said it was okay to drool as they were down in there water that year.
Mmmm, weigelia. This beauty was one of my favorite bushes.
Sand cherry that we brought back from Minnesota. Beautiful coloring.
This dark iris was just about read to unfurl and show off it’s beauty but I loved the look of it at this stage.
I have no freaking clue at the moment what this flower is called. I planted it in our front yard water/rock garden but I've slept since then and don't remember it's name... which also happens with people... a lot.
This was another Minnesota iris.
More red trumpet vine.
And one final iris.
Be patient with me and I’ll soon be back to stories. I’m so exhausted and still have much to move but don’t give up on me.
I get this move out of the way and my body and brain rested I’ll be back to the same old me…
