Or how I spent my vacation... The bower of flowers is pretty much past its prime, either or both seasonally or organically.
First picture shows sad remnants of our second Dogwood Tree. The first was a gift we planted roadside. It was struck by a car; I splinted it together, and it bloomed successfully until a second car hit it, completely snapping it off this time. We received another as a gift and planted it in the back of our property for safety. Maybe too near the shade of some trees, because each year another part of it dies. What's left is worth keeping though, at least for a while longer.
We used to have healthy and fully bearing grapevines but for the last several years, the vines have flourished but the grapes dried up before ripening. So their structure, an old gym set, was torn down and discarded. However, pics# 2,3.4 show they still have signs of life. Maybe some time in the future...?
Picture #7 is of a flowering crab, rescued from a field at the old house. Short season of bloom and heading toward the wires overhead.
Picture #5 is a Bleeding Heart, from Dorothy. and last picture is of a group of lilacs which Ma gave me from her lilac trees which are still the most impressive in the area, rivaling even Rochester's Lilac Festival. I just scooped out some dirt and stuck the shoots in. They have been totally neglected and now overrun by brush and decrepit trees.
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