The weeds have taken over our small beds and there are lots of weeds to pull...
The dog found the box of seeds and decided to pull them out one at a time... No, Bo!
The cats sneak past him. They're his playmates but he's a giant of a dog and it's better to go unnoticed...
The rose was replanted. I hope the Japanese beetles will not come back this year...
Lawn mowers are humming... So grateful for good neighbor-friends who mowed our lawn while our mower is being repaired...
Birds are singing... I need to move the bird feeders... With all these cats... too dangerous for them...
Bruce just came out... To plant or not to plant...
The tomato plants he grew from seeds last Winter look really good...
Little shovel in hand he digs a hole to place the plant...
A ball hit the leather of a glove... Bruce's head turns... He looks into the direction the sound came from...Like so many parents do every Spring, a man is playing catch with a child...
Oh the memories...
Baseball filled our family life... Memories of Little League games came flooding...
Not just for Bruce but for me too...
The man shouts out advice... Bruce shakes his head...
It's ok Bruce... It's more than teaching baseball...
It's making life lasting memories...
He's watering the freshly planted tomato plants... A kink in the hose... The nozzle comes off...
I run to turn off the water... I forgot the dog and he darts out...
He's a big silly young dog full of energy and curiosity...
He likes running free... Not today, Bud...
He has no idea of dangers around him. I stop a car as Bruce runs behind him with a leash...
We're no Spring chickens any more...
Bo stopped to smell the neighbors' yard... Come back, Bo...
Let's go home...
