Friday, August 21, 2020

Walkabout

After seeing the phenomenal growth of a pot of nursery grown small give away bulbs of my Voodoo Lily I decided to give mine more food than usual. They got bigger.














The pot of the smallest bulbs grew to medium in one season. I could get a good bulb crop this year. I'll have to have a chat with Ms. Mandy at the nursery and see what our plans for voodoo are.














It has been a busy week. Momma's car died. We went out and bought her a certified pre-owned, low mileage, 2018 Honda HR-V. 














With a bad check. I can not believe they let us drive that car off the lot with a check we told them was no good cause the real money was another check still in the mail. It is a most lovely Aegean Blue and came with a CD player. I thought that would be impossible to find on a newer car. Technology has moved on.














Now I need to dump the old car, a 2007 Mercury Grand Marquis. We opted not to use it as a trade in cause  .... Moma was in a hurry and wanted a new car now. That trade in would have bogged down the process. An interested buyer emerged when I called the metal recycle to inquire about processes of disposal. One way or another I will be getting a little pocket change out of that old boat.

Time moves in multiple speeds in all directions.














The Tall Flower Meadow beckons after endless and unfinished paper work.














Joe Pye blooms deepen their color.













 
I was not alone. Mama deer is left of center behind the firepit. Her still spotted fawn scooted back in to the forest behind her.
Get Off My Lawn!! It does not help that the utility company sprayed the easements for miles around a dreary dead brown. Our meadows are oases of green.

2 comments:

Lisa at Greenbow said...

It is always fun to get a new vehicle. Too bad we have to pay for them. That is a lot of spraying in the easement. It would make me feel odd with all that chemical so near. Bah... The darned deer. Grrrr....

Christopher C. NC said...

Lisa I try not to think about the strength and residual power of the herbicide the utility company uses. All the dead brown I see driving to town makes me crazy enough. My neighbor across the byway was not to happy and they really zapped parts of his property, which I of course have to look at.