The shepherd hooks and piece of rust (above)
were garage sale purchases that will find their special place
in our flower beds - SOMEwhere...
A leisurely walk-around this afternoon
confirmed the fact that things are dry in northeast Indiana.
The aggressive ground cover seems undaunted by the dryness
but has failed to choke a young yucca (below).
Sun is setting, casting shadows on the picket fence
that is patiently bearing the rusty, barbed-wire wreath.
Trios of concrete mushroom and birdhouses
stand unaffected by the dryness.
I guess that's why I like the garden art that is scattered about our lawn and flowerbeds.