NewlyWoodwards

an unconventional home

Life is good

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Lookie what my husband brought me home today…John Deere gardening gloves. Aren’t I fancy? He is such a gem. I was pretty darn happy about these babies. They made me do backwards spirit fingers. (I rock the spirit fingers.)Now, I just don’t want to get them dirty. They are just too darn pretty. In other […]

Displaying your blooms

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Yesterday, I wrote about flowers to cut and bring in the house for a burst of color. How do you display your flowers in the house? Since I often have just a few blooms from the garden, I use small jars, bottles and other repurposed items.  Instead of making large arrangements (that are more difficult, […]

Backyard bouquets

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Don’t you love having fresh flowers in the house? I do. And, since the beetles are trying to destroy all my lovely flowers, I’ve taken to cutting most of the flowers after the bloom to enjoy inside the house – sans beetles. Flowers we have in the yard: Roses. While not the long-stemmed variety, they […]

Garden progress – getting close

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Lots of things are blossoming and blooming. I’m feeling like my garden is behind compared to others – a coworker and neighbor already have fully-grown cucumbers, but I’m holding out hope. Everything looks healthy and seems to be growing like crazy. (Note the right side with the HUGE leaves. Those are pumpkins. My husband told […]

Garden progress – successes and failure

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It’s been a while since posting on here about our garden. The truth is, it’s been pretty uneventful. Everything seems to be growing well. But, for the most part – it’s really just been constant watering and (a heckuva lotta) weeding, which didn’t seem exciting enough to blog about. A few updates: Successes: We picked […]

Beetle Battle

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We’re currently waging a war… in our backyard. These little buggers think they are taking over. (Japanese Beetle, from here) They are nasty, destructive creatures. And, they must be destroyed. (Singing “Bad Boys, Bad Boys, whatchoo gonna do, whatchoo gonna do when they come for you.”) So far, they have eaten up our maple tree, […]