Hot, tired, sweaty…and so sweet

“June has been more like August,” she writes, as the air conditioner kicks on for the 15th time this morning and the thermometer heads toward 87 with 11,000% humidity.

Sounds like the makings of a great story, huh?

Better than: “We’ve mulched our brains out the past few weeks — first a truckload of smelly, magical mushroom manure and then 4 truckloads of dark, delicious, wonderfully woodsy mulch.”

Both are true. I hope I burned a lot of calories, at least, because there wasn’t much time for regular walks or other workouts. (There was, however, plenty of time for burgers, wings, beer at the bar, and DQ Blizzards.)

It’s probably the most fun we have working all year. We love working outside and transforming the garden — the biggest project we’ve done with no “before” pictures to show our progress. But we know, and that’s all that matters.

Have a look — 5 years, 70 shrubs, and at least 150 perennials after we started, it’s starting to look like a real garden.

A few add-ons and highlights this year…

Mike created this holder for my upside-down tomato buckets from leftover wood from the swingset we dismantled a few years back (it still needs a coat of stain).  Wouldn’t you know, though, all the tomatoes (yours too) are in peril from the tomato blight again this year. Our neighbor reported that while she was off work last week (she’s a garden center manager at Wal-Mart), the store had to destroy all of its tomato plants because they had blight. She sprayed her plants yesterday (that’s her awesome veggie garden in the background of the driveway border, 3 pix up). I”m still trying to decide what to do. I’d hate to lose all this hard work.

We also went a little crazy at the concrete statuary store — nice items at nice prices.

I love Gregory, our new gargoyle, and his new pedestal, which is filling the gap between the mountain laurel and the azalea where the burning bush up and died a couple years ago. (Mike thinks the pedestal needs something bigger. I think the pedestal is fine, but maybe Gregory should sit sideways to show off his cute little butt!)

I also really liked The Frog Prince…so regal.

And I just couldn’t resist the Tweedles (Dee and Dum). (My sister said they looked like Jiminy Cricket or grasshoppers or something…sheesh.)

We’ve even had some pleasant surprises. I moved this hydrangea from the shade garden last fall after years of nothingness, and look…actual blooms! I’ve heard people say it’s been a great year for hydrangeas — guess they love all the rain and heat.

I can believe it, because this hydrangea appeared in back of our shed out of nowhere! I’m always thrilled with any volunteers, but we’ve never had anything like this.

Also, after having admired succulents in living wreaths and living walls for years, I tried my hand at planting some in our concrete planters. Very different from colorful annuals, and no telling how/if they’ll survive over the winter, but I really like them.

Finally, I always like a little “before and after.” Remember back in April when we worked hard to banish the heavy clay that turns the area next to the garage into the Dead Zone?

That was then…

This is now…

It’s amazing what 2 months — and Mother Nature — can do…plants and gardens are truly miracles.

Now (yawn!) we are feeling like resting on our laurels for a while — all we want to do is hang out, drink lattes and wine and margaritas and beer and… enjoy the (blurry) view. Of course, that doesn’t bode well for the REST of the house and projects in need of the same level of attention and TLC.

But those’ll have to wait. At least until the current bumper crop of blossoms goes by and the wilty summer doldrums set in. For now, I’m enjoying what has always been this chintz-lovin’-flower-fanatic-cottage-dwelling-wannabe’s biggest motivation to garden: being able to walk outside my door, wander around the yard a bit, and come back with this…for free!

I’d rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
~ Emma Goldman

Au revoir…

“Somebody” is not very happy. (Hint: It’s not me.)

After resisting and only eating from the opening of the trap for a couple days, our furry foe succumbed to temptation this morning and made her way all the way in (being sure to eat the entire smorgasboard for her trouble). We hope she will be very happy in her new home, several miles away in a park-like (public) area. (“Somebody” else [hint: not me] made me take some celery stalks and a carrot along — you know, because it’s such a pain to have to make dinner on moving day while you’re busy getting settled.)

According to this information sheet put out by Penn State, it is not illegal to do what we did. Although it is dated 1997 and maybe the law has changed since then.

I’m not silly enough to think this will end our garden-chomping problems — I’m keeping the trap handy. But it’s nice to think of *maybe* being able to enjoy a big pot of colorful posies on the porch or deck this summer without fear of them turning into mere stems overnight.

So for now, au revoir mon ennemie. Or rather…jusqu’à ce que nous nous reverrons…until we meet again

The toughest thing about success is that
you’ve got to keep on being a success.
~ Irving Berlin

I can’t tell…

…but I think s/he might be sticking her/his tongue out at me.

She was staring right at me through my kitchen window the other morning, as I disturbed her breakfasting in the neighbor’s yard.

The grass may be greener on that side of the fence, but this side has its perks. No doubt she, the cause of much chagrin last summer, spent the winter safe and snug under our shed. Maybe with her cousins. (That Dash, our neighbor’s dog, can’t stay away from the corner of the yard next to the shed confirms that theory.)

Well little missy, I still have that live trap I borrowed, and I’m just itching to hook you up with a beautiful new home in a sunny meadow far, far away. (Or at least in that vacant lot ½-mile down the road.)

Mark my words: I’ll get you my pretty. And your little cousins too!

Strong, deeply rooted desire is the starting point of all achievement.
~Napoleon Hill

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