August 17

Some sights from my morning walks.

I love to walk by this garden.

Getting it to look this nice has to take a lot of time.Ā  She is a better woman than I!!!

This little English Cottage is gorgeous.

I want to live there, drink tea and wow others with my British accent!

Dontcha’ wanna come with me on a walk?

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14 thoughts on “August 17”

  1. WOW… I love the “little” english cottage. I want gardens like that…. it’s my goal to begin planting the shrubs for my butterfly garden this fall.

  2. you are funny, wanting to talk with a British accent………..let me tell you it can be a pain at times talking with a British accent, as people can’t understand you………I know from experience.

    I do love those gardens, very, very nice. Send me an email and I’ll send you a photo of my house.

    You are your mother’s double by the way, and your sister looks like you as well. I am glad you had a lovely visit and that chicken soup looks yummy.


  3. Yes, I’d like to come walk with you each morning. Not just to ew and aw the houses and gardens but to be able to walk and talk with you. I think we would have a real good time. šŸ˜€

    There are 7 houses on my street and I hate walking the trail around here to get to other subdivisions where there are more roads to walk.

    If I’m going to walk around here then I’ll drive up to the mountains and check out God’s gardens. He always invites me to come and talk, have a cup of tea/coffee/water whatever. And He NEVER asks me to excuse the mess. šŸ˜†

  4. Love the English Cottage, not certain I’m lovin’ the first garden though??
    I do wish I had a lovely scenic walk like yours, I live on cookie cutter lane, so I walk on the treadmill.

  5. That was so sweet what Elaine said about God’s garden. I would love to walk with you, but i get plenty of walking at the daycare. Not as pretty sights to look at. Those pictures are way to cool. I have one little lonely rosebush in my biiiiiiiiiiig front yard.

  6. I’d love to go walking with you. We could chat and look at the pretty gardens. But once that snow hits that’s it for me. I’d sit inside and drink tea with you by a warm fire:)

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