Picture us, if you will, riding along in a little black pickup truck, windows down, Lab practically in my lap, listening to country music; off to visit Geoff and Chuck on the farm. Just turn right off Hideout Lane and you're there. Open the gate, drive under Tibetan banners past a sign that reads " War Is Not The Answer" and get ready to marvel.
We had never visited this time of year when gardens and gardeners are exhausted from months of heat and drought.
But these boys aren't just gardeners they're magicians. What once was the duck house, is now a rain forest.
David is awash in a sea of begonia grandis.
The pump house is covered with trumpet vine and surrounded by dahlias.
And butterflies graze on an all you can eat buffet.
The Lab is in her glory. The kittens had to stay home and watch the house.
While she and GG reveled in the wide open spaces.
And the quiet moments.
All too soon day was over, dinner eaten, the truck repacked with us and 2 pounds of honey from their bees and we retraced our steps.
Down the lane, through the gate, onto the highway and home to the kittens.