Thursday, May 28, 2009

Henri, Matchbook Garden, Rain

1. Henri-the-Schnoodle takes on a funny posture when he plunges into the tall grass. Head down, shoulders hunched, he becomes a hunter. Suddenly, a quail flies up! Henri is flushing quail! Funny little Schnoodle.
2. Claire gave me a novel item. It's called a matchbook garden. You remove each matchstick, which has seeds glues to the end, simply stick them in the soil and voila!
My Italian matchbook garden has now sprouted with little seedlings of basil, oregano and tomato.
3. The rain fell again during this quiet evening. The downpour hitting the leaves sounds like a rushing creek in the woods.

1 comment:

  1. I love the sound of a matchbook garden! What a neat idea.