OLD HOUSES

Old houses are fascinating.  Do you ever wonder what the people were like that lived here?  They had no electricity and no running water and heated with a wood stove.  The old rusty water pump still sits proudly under the windmill.  On those quiet days when there was no wind to pump the water was when they had to pump it by hand.  There hands must have been strong and raw telling the tales of the early pioneers.

The Beginning of the End.

This summer was just not what I had hoped it would be.It seems like it was an effort to keep the gardens alive much less thrive. Oh, the vegetable garden provided for us, our friends, and a little for the farmer's market but it was the flowers that didn't take the heat. They are my favorites. So now, with the early snow, it's the beginning of the end of gardening outside.I've brought everything inside to my sun room that would fit and will hope for an early spring!

Secret Garden Cottage: WHAT TO DO... and forcing apple blossoms

Secret Garden Cottage: WHAT TO DO... and forcing apple blossoms

What an inspiration you are!

Can't you just here the windmill creaking? But, does anyone hear it out on the prairie? That's the beauty of it all!

Summer may be gone but not the beauty of the Kansas prairie. The grasses & cottonwood trees have been at their best because of the late freeze.

As seen from my kitchen window this morning. Thank you Gina for planting the clematis vine.

The Bachelor Buttons are probably the most prolific bloomers in the wildflower areas on the west side of Main Street in WaKeeney but it changes every week. There are Poppies, Baby's Breath and Larkspur blooming too. I heard there were to be some photo shoots using the flowers as a back drop so I may be able to post those later. Across Main Street and south of the railroad tracks in the native planting the Indian Blanket are just starting to bloom and the Cone flowers will soon follow.