Flower dogs

After 4 1/2 years in my house, finally my front yard is starting to take shape.

Every year I've planted a few new bushes, and I guess it takes a few years for them to really reach their potential.  

The yard is still no stop on the Takoma Park home and garden tour, but at least its not the tattered wasteland of bare ground, weeds, and shredded plastic flower pots that it was when Lars and Fozzie were tearing around it. 

Collette is an energetic little person, but she and Fozzie don't get into wild playing together the way Lars or Sandy did with Fozzie. 






 

Two dogs who really have a good chemistry together are fun to watch, no question about it. 



 







But its also kind of nice not to spend every moment they're outside together cringing as my pretty plants get smashed into the ground. 

And to actually have a relatively healthy rose bush, with roses that are  fragrant and somewhat abundant, makes me feel pretty darn accomplished. 








 


For some reason, Fozzie and Collette just seem to get along OK without having any particular feeling about each other.

Collette tries to engage, but Fozzie's just not that into it. 












I'm proud of Fozzie. 

For such an impulsive dog, he's pretty nice about how he lets a pesky youngster know he wants to be left alone. 

Is it just that he's out of that blush of youth that fostered such an intense bromance between him and Lars? 




 






Is it just that Collette's not as insistent as Sandy was, so its easier for Fozzie to resist getting pulled into a game of tug or chase?






 
 












I'm not complaining. I love my dogs but I also love my flowers. 










And I especially love days where I can enjoy them both together. 
























I hope your week is full of sunshine and flowers, and that all the beauty in the world fortifies you to fight even harder to preserve what's left of it!