A Pieceful Life

A Pieceful Life


I'm so glad that you stopped by, and hope that you enjoy your visit. Here you will find pieces of my life - quilting, cross-stitch, family, travel, friends.
My name is Peg - I am a 60ish wife, mother, daughter, sister, aunt, cousin, friend - and if we're not already related or friends, hope to become your friend too.
We live in the eastern end of the beautiful Fraser Valley, about 1.5 hours east of Vancouver, BC. Empty nesters, we have one son living just a few minutes away, our other son and daughter live in Alberta.
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Thursday, June 3, 2010

The Sun, The Sun

I feel a little like Tattoo on Fantasy Island – want the whole world to know the sun is here.  Not for sure how long it’ll be here, but here it is.  So we needed to take advantage of the warmth and blue skies that come with the sun and headed out once again for our local show garden.  It’s so nice to be able to go there with our dog in tow – we get to enjoy the beauty and we all get some exercise.

Every time we go, there’s something new – or maybe just something we hadn’t noticed before. Like Mr. Peacock’s hat:


Some of the floral designs have been changed.  This one was a trillium last time we were here:


And we can’t remember what was here before, but the butterflies certainly speak of summer:


Gardeners were everywhere, planting, trimming, mowing – the work in a garden is never done – especially for this fellow:


We had hoped that the roses would be showing off, but they’re not quite ready yet.  Oh, well, there’s always another time.

I hope, wherever you are that you too can get out and enjoy some sunny (or at least not rainy or snowy) weather.     Peg

1 comment:

  1. Wow! That's an amazing garden. At first glance though, I thought the gardener was peeing on the bushes. LOL (It's late in the day - the old brain is slippin')