The Glacial Boulder.

I got out to plant some bulbs.
Mostly I ended up doing some long over due weeding.

The weeds were well past waist high.

Sigh.

In my defence it was hard to tell.
There were so many flowers still blooming.

Big, lush..
Most now fading.

So I cleared out the dead.

And found I liked what lay beneath.

A lot more structure than previous years.
Yet still, a few stars still shining.
I realised my time was waning, and I better stop looking at the pretty flowers and get on with it.

I cleared out the sad annuals from the pots. Left the glorious perennials, and planted some bulbs.The Iris' got topped, and in went more tulips. 60 in all. White in the majority of the pots, and a fiery orangy red in the urns.

It was satisfying to clean them up. They had been looking so unruly.
Just as I was cleaning up, the rock came.

I knew it would be in the next day or so, but the timing couldn't have been more perfect. This Glacial Boulder had been inhabiting what soon shall be my sister's driveway. A million thanks sis. I'm happy to take it off your hands!

A great neighbor and friend came by to deliver it. It was fun to watch his machines dance to get it into position. It amazing what they can do.
Its a stunning boulder. Daughter approved and a real finish to the front drive.
is this the appropriate point to giggle in delight?