This is what the garden looked like this time last year. It was about 100% lusher and greener. Damn you to Hell Dreadful Weather and Evil Leaf Destroying Varmints.
I've fertilised and mulched but frankly, I need more rain.
Meanwhile you know how I luff and embrace a pear?
Well so does the Queensland Art Gallery. Aren't they Gorgeous?
Went to lunch the other day to Pearl with Mr FF's friend from Back in the Day M and her daughter. It was lovely. I wore Pucci sourced on the cheap. Maybe from 2009. I can't remember. My talents lying elsewhere and all.
Anyway, this was Me:
Tonight I will be able to sleep knowing that my son's teeny tiny Baby Clothes have been ironed with what can only be described as Love by Me and put away.
I know that some people don't bother (Crosses Self) ironing but tell me, how does everything lie perfectly flat in drawers and look beautiful if it's (Crosses Self Again) Creased??
Behold the Magnificence of my lilies:
and my teeny nasturtiums grown from seed:
and Hooray for Day lilies.
This was the Tree last year sans complicated toddler repelling fence arrangement. I hate to introduce a sad note, but I preferred it.
It's almost a year since this one was Christened in what can only be described as a Superior High End Smocked Romper suit Arrangement. He was so perfect. He didn't even cry when the priest poured water onto his little forehead.
Let's re-live the post Christening Table Magic that my Friend M gussied up while we were at mass:-
But back to the Magnificence of My Tree.
And Good to lie under.
With a soothing ice cold drink.
Mr FF' sister bought this top for the Baby form Italy. It's so cute. I think it says I am the Star of the House? Anyone?
I have absolutely nothing else to report.
What's tricks with the rest of you?