Week two in the garden

Looks like we have a lot of work to do, Daddy!


Look at all of those kale plants!


Mommy just loves the baby broccoli plant.


The garlic seems to be doing excellent.


Look at the chive plants. They didn't do so great last year so we're hoping for a better season.


Our lemon tree is not even a year old and it is already giving us lemons. Woohoo! I think Mommy should make some lemon poppy seed scones with them.

Week twelve in the garden

Do you see what I see? It's our very first zucchini of the season. Daddy almost did a backwards cartwheel when he saw the baby zucchini but I told him to restrain himself.

We are seeing more and more baby tomatoes every day.

We hope our newest crop of lettuce will be much better than our last.

We finally have snap peas!!! Mommy says she'll harvest some this week for dinner.

We could hardly believe our eyes. Our new lemon and lime trees are flowering. And you know what flowers mean...fruit. We can't wait to see how big the lemons and limes get this year.

Happy Father's Day to our pretty amazing Daddy and to all the pretty amazing Dad's out there!!! You are loved!

Oopsie...

...we were bad, bad, bad. Well...according to Mommy and Daddy anyway. Last night when Mommy came to give me kisses, she noticed that the top of my head smelled grody. She couldn't figure out why it smelled like fertilizer. She knew I would never roll in my own meadow muffin. So why was it that my head smelled that way? She washed my head and my mane and still wondered where the smell had come from. There was something off about Sierra too. You see when she goes out back to potty, she comes racing back into the house. But last nite was a different story. Sierra was outside forever. Then Daddy remembered something. Earlier in the day he had given organic citrus fertilizer to our lemon and lime trees. Of course I had to roll in it. So that is where the grody smell on my head came from and the reason why Sierra was out back for so long. Silly Daddy...we couldn't help ourselves. So we really weren't bad, were we? I mean if it smelled so good then we weren't really that bad. But from now on we promise to stay far, far away from the citrus trees.