Up Front

The front yard ... I haven't mentioned it lately.  As the unpopular child, that's to be expected, but I can find some things to say about it.  

The yellow-flowering bush is still going.

The hosta did, indeed, come up with quite a charming set of bell-shaped flowers and they weren't killed by the painters.  Hooray.  It makes me think that I should get more hostas.  It's very nice.

The huge weeding I did ages ago is actually holding up well.  I don't have a picture, but it is much, much less weed-infested than the rest.  

In the un-weeded part, there grows a weed I don't recognise.  It has lovely little berries, though.  I'm sure they're deadly, but I can't help but admire them.