I didn’t make great accomplishments over the weekend, but I did do a little bit!

First thing I did was stop for gas on the way home on Friday, and discover a hitchhiker on my windshield. It was too dangerous for him out there, so I put him on the dash and he was my navigator. A bad navigator because he was climbing all over the console, and I’m lucky I didn’t rear-end someone because I was trying to watch him, but I had nothing to put him in, and couldn’t just leave a baby Carolina mantis!

We made it home safely, so I got a better shot of what turned out to be (I think I counted six segments) a “her”.

“Jeez, clean your car once in a while, willya? My toes got absolutely filthy!”

I released her in the Tornado Honeysuckle.

I didn’t do this, exactly, though I did plant them. I have no idea how they survived, given how little I watered them, but my disobedient plants are in bloom!

These are the elderberries that the birds planted for themselves. Ripening nicely!

I had to top up the pond, but since it wasn’t a million degrees, I decided to run the line over to it instead of always having to drag the hose. It’s not finished over here because I have to figure out exactly how I want it, but I did at least get the line buried (twice, since something dug it up).

I had leftover drip line, so I made a drip for Grey Stick.

When I forget where I laid the line…

Goes under the rock, and into the pond. I don’t know for sure yet how it’s going to end, but it works, and doesn’t splash the frogbit all over the place, either.

I didn’t have enough to finish, but I also ran a line over to the plants for soaker hoses. If the pond fill line is open, then it will fill the pond. If that line is closed off, then it will water the plants (once I get another length of soaker hose in there, that is).

Guess where I wanted to lay the soaker hose?

…and guess who knew it?

Pretty….Fireball?

Masses of Rudbeckia!

Phlox still holding on!

Cup plants. I actually saw MLBs at these more than once. Wouldn’t have thought they’d be interested in yellow, disk-shaped flowers, but who am I to second-guess the mean little shits?