I mowed the paths and eliminated the flop in the sunny utility meadow. The sisters will be here at the end of October to fetch their mother. They will appreciate open paths. I'm the only human in the gardens right now and don't have much enthusiasm for whacking asters in full bloom. My garden remains a flop in the tallest sections. I can wait until things freeze.
That is when I discovered my mother's house was infested with fleas. Then a mama cat showed up with four kittens. Solly then disappeared for three days to go camping with the new cats in the woods that Button was trying valiantly to chase away. I don't know how many are left.
My 93 year old mother proceeded to have a mild heart attack. We don't know if it was from worry over Solly being AWOL or too much salt on vine ripened home grown roadside tomatoes. She is well and back to normal after four days of testing, testing, 1 2 3 in the hospital. In the mean time someone chopped down a tree in the middle of the night and dropped it on the powerline below my house TWICE in a couple weeks.
Some where in there is when my photo editing and storage system went kaput. Then a nursing dog with matching puppy arrived to wander lost along the scenic byway to add to the hairball.
I've been vacuuming like a fiend.
Blue asters wash over the mountain top.
Tomorrow I will go pick up the trash along the scenic byway. The weather has been perfect with sunny blue skies, chilly mornings and cool days. The leaves will be turning soon. Picking up trash is a bit like vacuuming up fleas except I have faith that the fleas will come to an end.
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My goodness you have had the week from hell! (or month?) Enjoy the wonderful weather and your fall garden. Mine is also a mess; I just look for newly opened flowers. I am growing Aster georgiana and it is a beauty if you can find it!
I was just despairing yesterday about my bedraggled woodland garden and thankful that my son's rehearsal dinner on the patio was 2 years ago instead of this year, with the heat/dryness we had in late summer. I had hoped that cutting the perennials back would bring a new flush of blooms, but only the blackeyed susans are cooperating, and unenthusiastically at that.
So sorry about your week. I do love the switch to the diagonal of the ornament on your shed door. And the Lush is still pretty and lush.
Who in the hell would be so stupid as to cut down trees late at night??? Can you hear the chainsaw?
Beverly this is for the month of September. Another week to go. The amount of bloom right now with all the insects and hummingbirds is amazing. They don't mind the flop.
CC in the right light and with fresh mowed paths, the bedraggled can almost disappear. I was surprised I did not hear the chainsaw and that second huge tree fall. My window was open because it was still warm. Really, who does that in the middle of the night - without even a good directional cut for the fall. My guess was someone who wants easy access dry wood for the winter. It happens at the big roadside pull off below me. The lineman I chatted with atthe scene of the crime after the second fall suggested maybe somebody does not want me to have power. I think that is a wild stretch.
That's a lot of trouble for someone to go to just to cut your power. :) Thanks for the laugh.
And re: your response to Beverly about insects, the bees are very happy in my gardens, at least, despite that everything is flopping over. We visited Reynolda Gardens yesterday, and the number of bees fighting each other over a blossom was wonderful to see.
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