Stone Hill is budding beautifully this early part of spring.
The figs are just barely peeking their tired little heads out of hibernation.
Our tree doctor has yet to come and remove this broken limb on our maple tree. Daylight savings has given me the opportunity to take a turn in the garden after work to inspect the yard. I love sitting on the stone wall and watch the sun go down.
The beds are anxiously awaiting mulch.
Our Stone Hill Walk neighbors had some of the large decaying trees removed and pruned the remaining survivors. The light is so different on our little dirt road now.
We are so lucky to live on a western hill and see the sunset each night.
Have a restful, light filled Tuesday everyone.