Thus far, Cole's cancer treatment has proven successful. See for yourself:
Who knows how long we can keep it bay, but with the finest oncology team and my friend, Dr. Nikki Brown's supportive therapies-- we're doing everything to optimize success.
Enzymes, microgreens, essential oils...whatever it takes to maintain my gardening buddy's zest for life.
Hard at work escorting me and the wheel barrow to the compost pile. Note the single weed in his mouth. Helpful lad!
Old zucchini--definitely to the compost pile! Garrett tries to help. However, gardening is not his schtick.
First sound of bees... .... and he's outta there!
Pete, provides excellent moral support.
Just don't ask him to do any work.
It balances out Cole's overzealous nature.
If he's not on a rampage chasing grasshoppers... ...or helping harvest vegetables...
(thank goodness he can't reach the olives...yet)
If he's not doing any of those things, then he's under me. Literally.
He's never in the way, because he IS the way! Even when the other two have clocked out for the day, he's eager to work.
Early evening, our first shipment of irises arrive. Yes, first. Iris addiction is an indulgence I feed well!
"I think it's time for a professional intervention".
"But Cole, there are only 17 rhizomes. That's nothing!!!"
Does explain why I often end up gardening by head lantern light. All this work on my day off makes slumber time that much sweeter...
Look how sweet they are to save me a spot. Night, night.
