These pictures are actually pre-rain, but I was so disgusted at watching my poor garden die, taking with it insect habitat and sustenance, that I didn’t give a damn about pictures.
Crappy shot, but the light was bad when it occurred to me to take a photo. This looks less like a baseball backstop now that the cardinal climber and runner beans are filling it in. Next year, I’ll get them planted earlier, since I won’t have to make Sarah-Flah’s garden next year, and I’ll already have a place to plant them.
I forget which one of the bee balms this one is. The other is shorter and red…maybe this one is Raspberry Wine? The only other option is Fire Marshall, and this is too pink to reasonably call Fire Marshall. Anyway, another crap photo because the light sucked.
Salvia greggii ‘Radio Red”. That’s for when this doesn’t survive our sure-to-be shit-tacular winter, and I have to buy it all over again next spring because it’s pretty, and my Mean Little Birds like it, but I forget which Salvia greggii it is and there are too many red ones to decide. How’s that for a run-on sentence?
Charlotte and the Ungulate Hoodlum Gang have done quite a number on my morning glories this year, but I did get one bloom, and it’s pretty, so I’ll take it!
P emailed me at work, saying he’d found a baby frog when he was outside, smoking, but worried it wouldn’t be safe. He put it in a jar with some grass and some water, and told me he’d bring it home. Then, he found another, and collected that one as well. I named the first one Pickles (green, and in a jar), and the second one Dill (because what goes better with Pickles?) I don’t have the pond done yet–just ordered the liner on Tuesday–but I topped up my water garden with dechlorinated water for them. If they decide to stay until I finish the pond, they’ll be welcome to live in it.
At last. It rained lightly for much of the day yesterday, and steadily all night. It may be too late, but maybe not. Anyway, this is a picture of…rain. Wet leaves, wet grass, wet concrete. Wet because we got…rain.
