Last night we spent a delightful evening in the garden of friends,
who so kindly shared their summer bounty with us.
They are garden experts,
even though she confessed to having no secret.
We are going to be hounding them for advice, though,
because we are the exact opposites,
garden novices.

18 pints of delicious summer,
frozen to enjoy when the warmth is gone.



My boy squirrel throwing bark down on us!

Ian (aka the Drooler Bug)

Oh, so cool in the shade,

barefoot without a care.

Playing around!