… at the old farm.
Late summer this year, and so far not very warm. Enough sun to inspire these bushes to present their nicest roses though.
Come sun or cloudy skies, it is the season for growth – and it shows.
In a good year we may harvest as much as two buckets of grapes from the leafy cover on the barn wall, and come winter the homemade wine tastes really good too. Many a year we have left the grapes to the birds though.
With a little help from our best friends – the busy bumblebees and other flying insects, the old plants carry on the traditions of prettying up the flowerbed in front of the old barn. They have been at it for as long as I can remember, which at least covers the last couple of decades.
It would surprise me much if both parties are not at it next year too, and the year after that, and so on.
Well, that's one task that is in good hands.
Gunlaug takes care of the rest in the “flowers and plants” department, so that is in good hands too.
I have so far not done much around here – haven't been in the mood (or something). The tractor has been around cutting grass and all that, but not with me behind the wheel.
There will surely come better days before the summer is over here in Southern Norway.
In a couple of months time it will be twenty years since I first drove into this farmyard. Apart from a few buildings and features I have put up over the years, it all looks pretty much the same apart from that the trees have grown taller.
It is a good place to live, so maybe I'll still be around looking out the same windows at the same view, twenty years from now.
last rev: 18.jul.2015