Behind that:
Checking on the recently planted Pittosporum 'Silver Queen' (or 'Ivory Sheen'?), I nearly stepped on a small pile of intestines. No, I didn't take a photo. You're welcome. I hope the viscera belonged to the creature doing unauthorized trimming of new rose basals.
Which was probably the same creature eating a lot of the leaves off the Geranium madeirense.
Special thanks to whatever killed it, but next time please take the viscera with you, okay?
Speaking of Pitts, I got a new one, touted by Monrovia as the new holy grail for tall, narrow, dense screens. This one is called 'Tasman Ruffles' and it does look like it will dense up.
Mostly the day was taken up by unpleasant garden duties. Certainly I can say, to paraphrase fishing enthusiasts, that the worst day gardening is better than the best day working, but I loathe fixing irrigation pipes I've accidentally broken due to digging up Cercis seedlings. Though, to quote another tired saying, whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I am becoming a stronger irrigation installer.
I've learned what I need to fix a pipe due to plenty of practice. A bucket to put the dug-up dirt in. A rag to clean the pipe of mud. A yogurt cup to scoop muddy water out of the hole. The glue, the pieces to fix the pipe, the pipe cutter. A few tissues to dry the tears of frustration.
Final glue complete!
Tested for leaks, and we're back in business.
Another gardening activity I loathe is digging up plants. I thought I would have to dig up and discard one of the Marieana sedfolia because the puppies were jumping up and "pruning" it for me until it looked dreadful. I avoided dealing with the problem so long I discovered the Marieana sprouts new growth even from old, hard, bare wood. No need to dig it up. Cool!
I also loathe thinning out seedlings. I feel so bad throwing those tiny little newborn lives into the compost.
While I don't love, but don't mind, picking tomatoes (the first one of the year is almost ripe!)...
... I love picking blueberries. Yum! My protecto-cylinder to keep the birds off is working great.
The lizards couldn't care less,
...but Cuddles likes blueberries, too. And suddenly the garden was fun again.
Checking on the recently planted Pittosporum 'Silver Queen' (or 'Ivory Sheen'?), I nearly stepped on a small pile of intestines. No, I didn't take a photo. You're welcome. I hope the viscera belonged to the creature doing unauthorized trimming of new rose basals.
Which was probably the same creature eating a lot of the leaves off the Geranium madeirense.
Special thanks to whatever killed it, but next time please take the viscera with you, okay?
Speaking of Pitts, I got a new one, touted by Monrovia as the new holy grail for tall, narrow, dense screens. This one is called 'Tasman Ruffles' and it does look like it will dense up.
Mostly the day was taken up by unpleasant garden duties. Certainly I can say, to paraphrase fishing enthusiasts, that the worst day gardening is better than the best day working, but I loathe fixing irrigation pipes I've accidentally broken due to digging up Cercis seedlings. Though, to quote another tired saying, whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I am becoming a stronger irrigation installer.
I've learned what I need to fix a pipe due to plenty of practice. A bucket to put the dug-up dirt in. A rag to clean the pipe of mud. A yogurt cup to scoop muddy water out of the hole. The glue, the pieces to fix the pipe, the pipe cutter. A few tissues to dry the tears of frustration.
Final glue complete!
Tested for leaks, and we're back in business.
Another gardening activity I loathe is digging up plants. I thought I would have to dig up and discard one of the Marieana sedfolia because the puppies were jumping up and "pruning" it for me until it looked dreadful. I avoided dealing with the problem so long I discovered the Marieana sprouts new growth even from old, hard, bare wood. No need to dig it up. Cool!
I also loathe thinning out seedlings. I feel so bad throwing those tiny little newborn lives into the compost.
While I don't love, but don't mind, picking tomatoes (the first one of the year is almost ripe!)...
... I love picking blueberries. Yum! My protecto-cylinder to keep the birds off is working great.
The lizards couldn't care less,
...but Cuddles likes blueberries, too. And suddenly the garden was fun again.
A RIPE tomato?
ReplyDeleteI agree about how hard it is to throw seedlings away, so I put basil thinnings (minus the root) in a salad. Might other seedlings work that way too?