been missing George a lot lately… maybe it has to do with how bad the garden looks, lol…

haven’t done any weeding for weeks and haven’t touched the side garden all summer…

this sunflower has grown up from seeds tossed out of the feeder by the birds… George would never have let that happen… he spent time nearly every day weeding the various beds and they usually looked tidy…

of course, the purple coneflowers have survived since I planted them last year… George wasn’t here to pull them out as they popped through the soil in the spring… if you know this plant you will know that it does look similar to a weed… George would pull them out every spring after we had planted them the previous year…

it got to be a family joke…

just yesterday the little boys were asking me to read The Pink Giraffe to them and I couldn’t bear to… it was one of the last books he read to them before he died… maybe next time they ask I will be able to read it to them…