All Are Fed

Fed the roses and the garden today. It rained a little, but not enough. I think the Moonflowers will bloom soon. Really looking forward to that. Decided I do like our border garden.

Procter Garden

The magnificent Procter Garden at the Berkshire Botanical. One of the most beautiful examples of landscape architecture I’ve ever seen. The garden is 46 years old and was designed by E. Gillette Wilcox. A masterpiece even in the dog days of late August; imagine what it must look like in June!

Toolshed

I was delighted with the toolshed at the Berkshire Botanical Garden, which has many of the same implements and equipment as ours. Everything was neat as a pin, too.

Tanglewood

We treated ourselves to a long-planned mini-vacation starting Sunday morning with brunch at the Major John Bradford homestead in Kingston. We drove from there to our motel in West Stockbridge, then to Tanglewood for a concert by Chick Corea, Gary Burton and the Harlem String Quartet. We finished the weekend with a visit today to the Berkshire Botanical Garden and lunch in Williamsburg with an old friend of Ron’s who is also a gardener. Great weather both days and a nice break from the usual.

Very Cape Cod

I learned only this week that “Cape Cod” is an adjective as well as a noun. Property can be “very Cape Cod”. I am quite pleased and flattered that one of our friends referred to our house that way.

Fruit of the Garden

Tomatoes remind me of my grandmother. Her garden would put anyone else’s to shame. Having home-grown tomatoes on a window sill is an essential part of summer, along with clam shacks, outdoor concerts, hammocks and going to the beach at sunset.

The Swells

I love it when we get to spend time with the grands and their friends. We took them to Sea Mist today and fed them this evening. Nothing fancy: James grilled hotdogs, I cooked burgers, everyone had enough to eat. I’m very proud that they have developed the social skills to make pleasant dinner conversation with their friends.