The End

Pots are finished. Last nine this morning. The end...except for a few perennials that need to be planted, but I won't count them. And the weeds, and moving a few plants, and mowing again and again. I love to work in the yard.
I need to bring some more watering cans around to the front. I moved these three last summer and ran out of ambition.

I might be going to the big city tomorrow to paint. Ali's house was broken into last night and wires were cut and bathroom pipes were ruined and flooded the bathroom in the basement. Sarah thinks we will be able to work on the main floor and flood people will have to evaluate the damage this afternoon. GRRRR! They need to camp out and put BUSTER on patrol!
Or should I hire my friend, Remington? Buster and BooBoo get along just fine, so he and Rem should be able to handle those intruders and scare the pants off of them.