Its that time of year..the garden is starting to go into winters slumber..
Craigy makes hearts for Sicksta..
Anyone want to contribute some garden art?
One of these years it will be torn down..
Craigys blue bomb~I mean truck..;0
I wander out of the yard and into the field next door..Its for sale…the field and 20 acres that go down to a small stream.
The neighbor passed away and the field has gone to the grasses and wildflowers..
Good place in the spring to look for Indigo buntings and Blue Grosbeaks..and other purdy birdies.
Back in the yard I check out the area near the home made rock patio..
When I am here it is always filled ….its strange to see it empty.
This sandy space is waiting for Homey and Jeff…and so am I ..