Spring

Phoenix is beautiful right now, three months from now not so much but right now my grass is green and happy.



My geraniums are very pink. They are tired of Erica kicking them every time she walks by. "Why don't my flowers look like yours?" she screams at their poor pink heads.



Mr. Palm tree always looks this regal, he doesn't mind summer. I love looking up at him.



Very happy potted plants. Geraniums and Pansies. I love my pool in the spring because it's easy to keep clean, which really means I never actually clean it.



My very favorite thing are these sweet fellows, orange blossoms. They have popped open since I took this picture and their scent is amazing, especially in the evenings.



I hope you all are enjoying Spring.

My Fountain of Youth

I finally persuaded Timothy last week, to go with me to Lowes or "Lowells" as he calls it, to purchase my fountain. The perfect place was awaiting its arrival.

After a brief discussion--argument over which one, he wanted the hideous Southwest weird tilted stacked pots one--and I wanted the dark 3 tiered tasteful one. Let's just say I won.

We put it together without incident, which in the Hampton household is nothing short of a miracle.


Here she is:



I chose plants that like part shade, for which they thanked me. I think they are called "New Guinea Impatients" and they are lovers.



I added all this lovely granite. I worked for three hours, shoveling it from the side yard, hauling it in a big bucket and carefully spreading it. Where was Tim you ask? at work, praising God, he didn't have to do it.



I added a few stones in the basin for interest and because HGTV would want me to.



This is the ugly one, Tim wanted.



I love my fountain, I love sitting in my dining room with the window open listening to its happy bubbly voice.