We've had wild weather -- torrential rain, tornado warnings, hail, high winds and now temperatures in the 90s -- but our garden has survived. In fact, it has flourished. Brian took a few pictures on Memorial Day.
Near the front door:
The daylilies are putting on quite a show:
Brian repaired the fountain. The basin cracked during the February freeze:
I missed the splashing sound!
The acanthus in the back garden:
We spent Memorial Day weekend first working in the yard and then relaxing on the back patio. Heaven!
I've been in New Mexico, with my bridge buddies. Judy, one of our regular foursome, has a wonderful house in Alto. It's perched on top of a ridge, with a view of Sierra Blanca from the front windows and a pine filled canyon from the back balconies. It was cool and lovely, and we played lots of bridge.
One day we decided to take the long, roundabout, scenic route to Cloudcroft to the south. On our way, we stopped at Three Rivers Petroglyph Site. 20,000+ pictures were carved into basaltic rocks on several ridges by the Jornado Mogollon indians 600 or so years ago. We climbed the ridges and had a great time examining the petroglyphs. Here is a bighorn sheep pierced by arrows:
A jolly looking man:
Another animal. Sheep, horse, deer or goat?
Ginna, Ann and I had lunch at the Cloudcroft Lodge. What a cool place!