Another day another addition to the garden and landscape...

 

Parlor palms, I call them, because I do not know their actual names and they do remind me of those we used to buy for indoors up north, ya know? The life preserver says, "Crewgulls Cottage", a fracturing of our last name. As you also might not know, I was a fan of the movie and TV show, "The Ghost and Mrs. Muir", if I recall her waterside home was called, "Gull Cottage". Thus my naming ours Crewgulls' Cottage.

Perhaps this picture above will identify them? The yellow flowers are from the Alamanda growing nearby.

The location for the younger coconut palm will be several feet away from the more established larger one already planted and growing in leaps and bounds!

Lovely Mexican purple petunias, on the right, will be contained in freshly painted navy-colored pots, though also placed in the pond garden. With a few Wandering Jew plants. 

The new smaller under the bathroom window western side of the sunroom door garden will be planted with Wandering Jew plants and Mother-in-law's tongues. Which we have so many of that if we were in the nursery business we could sell for an enormous profit! And yes, we have many more!

 

Hubby thought you would like to see a close-up of the children playing on the sliding pond, they are all dirty, but we like it like that a bit more realistic, hmm? Mulch has not been added yet...

And it's not because we do not have enough... we have plenty!

I think... thirty bags since they were discounted if you bought that much, we actually saved $9!

We definitely will use it in the gardens and it is approximately a third of the price of dirt for an additional fill!

I almost forgot! More blocks...!

Moving on... 

Get your hotkeys here!

Could Fox TV be seeing the forest for the trees?

https://www.yahoo.com/news/fox-news-personalities-tear-pence-073812669.html

Very worried!

https://www.yahoo.com/news/mcconnells-blink-democrats-hold-weaker-083008353.html

No matter what else you think of this man, one word definitely comes to mind...DECENCY!!!

https://www.yahoo.com/news/trump-invoke-executive-privilege-jan-043222531.html

And so we must go, for now.

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square; ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made, I will comply anyway for the fun of it, so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me in the crate at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named? And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way, so my Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though, some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. And here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. 
Below is my new PIC, which had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, on his brother's birthday.

3 months................................................ 3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties... We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!
Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living-room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!