Pattisue rang last night to say there was a spare seat on her church bus which was going to the Azalea Festival in Muskogee, which is towards the north east of the state, so I jumped at it. Their pastor was driving and we left about 8.30.
The azaleas were rather late and not all out yet, and the tulips were on their way out, but it didn't matter, I was still happy to be having an outing. And we stopped for lunch on the way back.
I only took one photo - these rather unusual tulips -
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I didn't take one of the general landscape. It looked just like Sheffield Park, and you know what that looks like.
When I got home Kevin, bless him, had cut the grass for me. There was a pile of wood where dead branches had broken off the tree, and I saw he'd had a little bonfire.
At first I thought he had taken a bit of a risk because wildfires are a very real danger here and I would never set fire to anything, but then I remembered that when I went out at 8 o'clock the grass was very, very wet, it had rained all night and he probably came shortly after I left.
I loved the way he mowed round this little clump of wood anemones. They are very prolific here, they are over mine and the neighbouring gardens.
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