The fog was really thick in the valley the morning we left for the coast. It was beautiful. The tops of the trees were barely visible. It reminded me of NZ on the top of Coronet Peak (except it wasn't quite as cold and there wasn't any snow).
The eschallots have survived the mice; not much else has.
The kids were playing. Chloe had a mouse; she teased the other two with it. They're not allowed in the garden any more - they dig everything up in their never ending search for mice.
Can you see what's in her mouth?
She lost it in the bricks. One of the lucky ones to escape.
The potatoes are coming along.
The tomato bushes look very sad although the few tomatoes that have managed to grow look great.
The lemons! I'm very proud of the lemons!
The eschallots have survived the mice; not much else has.
The kids were playing. Chloe had a mouse; she teased the other two with it. They're not allowed in the garden any more - they dig everything up in their never ending search for mice.
Can you see what's in her mouth?
She lost it in the bricks. One of the lucky ones to escape.
The potatoes are coming along.
The tomato bushes look very sad although the few tomatoes that have managed to grow look great.
The lemons! I'm very proud of the lemons!
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