At my cottage I have a tiny private patio and a little strip of garden to call my own. When I moved in there were 6-foot weeds of various descriptions, dead plants with stringy far-reaching roots, rocks and sticks and a sad aura of neglect.



































Now it looks like this. It's not much but I did it myself and I love it and that's all that matters.









































































Hopefully this Princess Flower will bloom before it gets too cold, it's in the middle between the purple fountain grass and the Spanish lavender. Coming outside in the evening and smelling the rosemary and lavender makes me happy, as does the simple task of watering.















I have some additional opinions and thoughts of my own to share on Missy but for now I'll just leave you with the flowers and the promise of more.