Oops. Did it again.

Well, I wasn't supposed to, but every year when then leafs are changing colour, I get this itch to expand , move the fence posts ( they were falling anyway ) and create some more room for some more exciting plants , it's endless............
so I did it and moved the fence posts again, more space for more pots.............

Foggy morning.

This our orchard, not that fruitful this year,
and this is Stonehouse's field from Seadollar.

It's fall now.

Kirengeshoma palmata, great name , native to Japan.


Well , this is such a beautiful grass, Chasmanthium latifolium , or Indian wood oats.

Jodi invents Ball Cannon for grass courts.

Fall Fair part 3 .

And here comes the Marimba....



and bye ,bye...........

Fall Fair part 2

More of the parade, a remarkable set of wheels,

the cutest little donkey,
with Karen and Jed,
Marilyn and her poodles,


Miss Guide and a true Deux Cheveaux,

and the ubiquitous Marimba ,while the kids had some fun.

Fall Fair part 1.

Another glorious day at Arne Olson's farm,
here are some of Hornby's finest.....

well that's Elaine of course,

and Cybil, propietor of Farty Towels
and - hold on - is that Basil escaping ?
Plus the Elderfield frog .

I' soooo tired.

The last
of our holiday snaps

Cold in them hills.

Mt. Albert Edward

't was our little holiday, 2 nights in the mountains,
Tashi couldn't come ,not good for his injury, Selma did come and turned into a mountain goat, on her purple booties she just did it all, though her look of disbelief after summiting and then turning back was priceless ,humans are mad , hiking for hours through steep terrain, getting to 2084 m. altitude, having a cold snack and then just going down the same way is beyond doggie logic.

Tadpole no more....

Tree frogs,
they are everywhere, well ,sort of,so cute and so tiny, hopping etc.