Picture 1 is Cashmere Bouquet growing next to my patio strawberry bed. The hummingbirds prefer it to the hummingbird feeders. I grow enough strawberries for us and the birds. Picture 2 is what I wish my baskets looked like but never have. Picture 3 is the flower bed in back that has about half enough flowers, but I did notice eggs on my milkweed plants, so maybe in a few days, I’ll have caterpillars. The dill, fennel, and garlic are all right there waiting for them. Oh, it’s so hot! I have flowers to put out, baskets to fill, flowers to water. The day is just gorgeous but it’s 95 degrees and the humidity is 80%. I must be really looking hard for something to complain about. Thank you, God!
Mother and I ran by the garden center while we were running errands today, as any right-thinking person would. As I was strolling about, measuring the beauty of the flowers against the high cost of divorce, should I purchase any more this month, a miracle occurred. One of the vendors walked up to me and asked if I liked flowers. She cut me off before I really got started. She lived at ——Jones Street. She’d collected so many flowers she couldn’t take care of them. They were all in her yard and on her porch. Go by and get all I wanted.
“Is this a joke? What if your neighbors see me loading flowers and call the police”
“Oh, that’s no problem. Just take a picture of me and show it to them if they say anything, or tell them to call me. It will be fine.” That sounded reasonable. I snapped her picture making the peace sign and sped to _______Jones Street. The neighbors were on their doorstep watching us, probably wondering why they hadn’t been offered anything. I showed them the lady’s picture, telling them she said we could have her plants. They looked suspicious, but didn’t yell at us. The plants were gorgeous. She’d even started a couple of nice pineapples. I was thrilled to get them when I noticed we were on ______Patterson Street. We put all the plants back, explained to the neighbors, and took off.
We never did find ________Jones Street, but at least we haven’t been arrested, yet. I’ll bet that woman in the garden center is still laughing.
I was happy to find a nice, healthy looking caterpiller gobbling this yarrow in the gardening center today, I picked it up for my butterfly garden along with a few other plants. The young lady in check out must have been brand new. She picked up my yarrow bumping the caterpiller to the counter. Before I could stop her, she brushed into her little trash can. Continue reading
We just love making somethings out of nothing. Spring is here and I have been working overtime finding lots of nothings. Bud is retired. His new full-time job is helping me make somethings out of them. Today was my first day to really get out and fill this Continue reading
We tangled with the crows last summer and came way out on the losing end. They patiently watched us plow, measure, make rows, and plant, showing special interest in the seeds we’d chosen. From their keen attention, we could see they were partial to sweet corn. They practically drooled when it came out of the bag. Continue reading