Summer is flying by...

How can it be the second week in July already?  The summer season is on fast forward it seems. We've had weeks of rain, and flooding, and now mosquitoes are eating us up. The firework display is history, raspberries are coming on in the backyard and so are the green beans. Nice little additions to our meals.

Hollyhocks with white, burgandy, magenta, pink and yellow blooms are nearly eight feet high.  The potato plants are nearly two feet high. The tomato plants are the biggest I've ever grown, and seem to have outgrown the raised bed.  Zucchinis are the size of dill pickles.  Rain and heat makes them happy I guess. More so for them than us. We...no likee because it breeds bugs.   Ugh!

The corgi girls like to listen to the birds, and roll in the grass. They bite into the yard pulling up grass.  Does this mean they are lacking vitamins in their diet, or just being naughty?  Hmmm. Dixie snaps at wasps, and mosquitoes cover poor old blind Addie's eyes.

We haven't had a backyard fire yet to roast hotdogs. It's on the list though.  I checked the country roads to find out the status of the elderberries. Late August that juicy deep purple should come making the berries ready for pie or jam.  Soon the blueberries, and blackberries will be ready in Indiana. A good time for all.   Love watching the hummers, and listening to the night sounds on a summer night. That includes the whine of scooters and motorcycles, the yelp of kids jumping into inflatable backyard pools, and the hum of mowers.

Ahhh summer. The perfect time to....

~Garden Therapy at Corgi Cottage~

'Tis the season of the year when gardeners delight in bending over, pulling weeds, digging holes and dragging manure and mulch across the yard. Sore muscles make us smile because we can see what we're accomplishing. Our efforts pay off big time and that in itself is therapy following a long winter's nap.

My hubby cringes during the month of May, and his vocabulary becomes more colorful let us say.  He's pretty grouchy.  He doesn't have the green thumb but he has the height, and muscle, necessary to do the grunt work sometimes.

He made this raised bed for me last May due to being married to an arthritic whiner.  It works great, and the design is lovely and so well built.

This barn quilt was my Christmas gift this past December.  

Of course there's a corgi theme going on here. The rocks were all gathered from local fields. Jim always says he's not coming to get me out of jail if I get arrested for gathering rocks. I tell him that I'm doing the farmers a service.

My two kids put this arbor together on Mother's Day weekend in 1993. It came along when we moved to small town USA.  Kentucky wisteria on the left, and red climber roses on the right. Morning glories grow later in the season adding a touch of navy blue.

The month of May and June, for me, are the happiest months. Most of my days are spent outside if I'm not doing my receptionist gig at the large nursing facility six minutes away. We have a covered deck out back and watch hummers, butterflies, listen to cooing doves and just chill.  Garden therapy indeed.   I hope that you, where ever you are, are blessed as well, in having your own little respite hideaway.  God meant for us to be calm, and enjoy His beauty.