It's Sunday evening... the end of a long and busy weekend.
I am sitting outside the barn with my friends...
just enjoying the end of another beautiful weekend.
For some reason, I just love Sunday evenings.
I suppose it's because it wraps up the week...and we usually spend it peacefully
here with our critters.
A new week awaits us... filled with possibilities.
For now, though, we just drink in all of the beauty and wonder that surrounds us.
I sit on the ground, watching the horses eat their supper.
The only sounds I hear are the munching of hay and the birdsongs.
It was a good weekend...the perfect mix of work and play.
Sunday evenings, though, are a time to appreciate the fruits of our labor.
Weeks ago, I planted this small flower garden outside of the vegetable garden
with summer bulbs.
They are all up and beginning to bloom.
Every day I find a surprise in this garden,
as I had no idea what any of the bulbs would look like once grown.
There are dahlias...
and so much more...
In another week it should be spectacular!
Yesterday, while weeding, I found my first ripe red tomato...
and several ripe yellow grape tomatoes.
Gardening is one of those hobbies that rewards you many times over