Sometimes I don't have to go far to forget I live in the city. Check out all of the little trees growing along the fence. We get so many growing in the yard that we have to pull them like weeds. Last year, Mr. M. tried to transplant them at mom's, but alas, their roots are too shallow and zero of 30-ish survived the move.
5.20.2009
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Hello, I'm Evelyn. I'm a self-proclaimed crafty pants, a Type A designer, a blog junkie, a nerdy gamer girl, a relentless movie quoter, a globetrotter, a foodie to the max (with a soft spot for taco trucks) and a teller of tales. If you were to ask my hubsy about me, he would tell you I like beer, bacon and cigars. Thanks for visiting! xo, Ev


5 comments:
A beautiful Oasis, dear. Oh to have some iced southern sweet tea and read a book out there! It is lovely! Do you have a hammock hidden back there somewhere perhaps?
I wish I did, Mrs. B! A hammock would be blissful!
At first was thinking you overheard a pimp walking down the street. ;)
@ DC... "And you know this, mayn." ;)
A hammock or a rocking chair!
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