Each weekend when I arrive at the farm, I'm amazed at the changes in what is blooming. I saw these bushes full of big white blossoms in bloom on my most recent visit. My first thought was that the previous owner really loved white flowers and then I went over to take a closer look to see what kind of flowers they were. I don't believe I've ever seen these flowers before, but they were quite beautiful and smelled nice too. I thought they might be Mock Orange but had to wait until I got home to look them up.
They are indeed Mock Orange, which I'd previously thought was a warmer weather plant. But they are sure thriving on my property in the frozen north. In fact, they're spreading.
And these old fashioned roses which I have to brush underneath while riding the lawn tractor mowing the lawn. Amazingly, these roses have no thorns, at least none which have hooked me yet.
A little side note: I found this tiny tricycle (about 1" high) in the dirt near the front door. It brought back a flood of memories for me from kindergarten. When I was 5 years old, my mother gave me a tiny tricycle which I took to kindergarten to show my classmates. I let some "friends" play with it and never saw it again. I find it a strange and eerie occurrence to discover such a tiny tricycle 56 years later. Yes, I suppose I'm being silly.
And finally, the lone Peony is in bloom. Again, I'm amazed to discover that it's pure white. The former owner must have loved white blossoms.
But on closer inspection, I discovered that there are ruby red splashes of color in the centers of the flowers.
And another view.
Inside the farm house kitchen, Rick has tiled the countertop and replaced both the sink and faucet.
It's quite deluxe, the sort of thing I'd expect to find in a rich person's house instead of an 1850s farm house. There's also a new, level kitchen floor. What luxury!
The upper cabinets have been realigned and painted.
And the lower cabinets have been rebuilt and are quite amazing. Now, of course, I want to move there right now and not wait.
Each weekend when I arrive at the farm, I'm amazed at the changes in what is blooming. I saw these bushes full of big white blossoms in bloom on my most recent visit. My first thought was that the previous owner really loved white flowers and then I went over to take a closer look to see what kind of flowers they were. I don't believe I've ever seen these flowers before, but they were quite beautiful and smelled nice too. I thought they might be Mock Orange but had to wait until I got home to look them up.
They are indeed Mock Orange, which I'd previously thought was a warmer weather plant. But they are sure thriving on my property in the frozen north. In fact, they're spreading.
And these old fashioned roses which I have to brush underneath while riding the lawn tractor mowing the lawn. Amazingly, these roses have no thorns, at least none which have hooked me yet.
A little side note: I found this tiny tricycle (about 1" high) in the dirt near the front door. It brought back a flood of memories for me from kindergarten. When I was 5 years old, my mother gave me a tiny tricycle which I took to kindergarten to show my classmates. I let some "friends" play with it and never saw it again. I find it a strange and eerie occurrence to discover such a tiny tricycle 56 years later. Yes, I suppose I'm being silly.
And finally, the lone Peony is in bloom. Again, I'm amazed to discover that it's pure white. The former owner must have loved white blossoms.
But on closer inspection, I discovered that there are ruby red splashes of color in the centers of the flowers.
And another view.
Inside the farm house kitchen, Rick has tiled the countertop and replaced both the sink and faucet.
It's quite deluxe, the sort of thing I'd expect to find in a rich person's house instead of an 1850s farm house. There's also a new, level kitchen floor. What luxury!
The upper cabinets have been realigned and painted.
And the lower cabinets have been rebuilt and are quite amazing. Now, of course, I want to move there right now and not wait.
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