In my mind, I'm five years old having a high old time wandering and wondering. In reality, I'm 65, the magic age for Medicare, thank you very much! I tell you a lot of creativity is still to be found in this old young self. In you, too, whatever your age. Welcome to my barefoot world!
This is the view of the front yard from near the bottom of the driveway. I sat behind that bush you see near the left corner of the photo. Molly the Cat was wandering somewhere in there.
I didn't plan to spend two hours this morning deadheading dried spikes on that bush,
but once I start deadheading a plant, well there I am until it's done. Some spikes were about 18 inches long. A tiny purple flower blooms at
the top of each spike. Flowers continually bloom as the spikes grow
longer. Wish I can recall the bush's name.
That's a photo of the bush from the past Spring. Hmmm, I guess the spike grows from the flower.
I came across a bloom on the potted gardenia plant. Although small, the flower gives off that wonderful delicious scent. This is the first flower in years. The buds dry before they can open. I've promised the plant that I shall pay more attention to it, which I started by immediately clipping off yellowed leaves. I wonder if she would prefer to resid…
Yesterday afternoon, at Bertuccio's, a produce market in Hollister, I remembered I had yet to photograph a sign or such that began with the letter I. Twice, I combed that store in search of the letter I. Amazingly, no vegetable, fruit, or food product began with I.
Aha! The vintage weigh scale on display had something: IN TRADE. The complete phrase was NOT LEGAL FOR USE IN TRADE. I have no idea what that means.
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Miao, miao. The days are getting cooler. I wonder if it has anything to do with what my humans are saying, "It feels like Fall."
Is Fall one of those tiny doggies that wandered and sniffed around the backyard yesterday morning. Some kind of chihuahua they were. Miao. I thought I was seeing double. They both wore pink halters. Miao, miao. Maya and Daisy were their names.
I was lying in the Shady Room when Maya came into view. She was too busy checking out the plants to notice me. I had almost tip-toed into the Sunny Room when I came across Missus Lady talking to Long Blonde Hair who suddenly reached down to pick up Daisy.
"Molly isn't bothered at all," Missus Lady said, "If they were cats, she'd be snarling by now."
Missus Lady got that right. The doggies were so much nicer than the cats that try to take over my territory. Those cats have no shame. Miao.
Daisy and Maya are welcome to wander around my yard anytime. Purrrrrrrrrr…
Today's post is all about what's going on in two parts of the backyard. One part is the patio, of which first up are the strawberry plants that live in the red cooler. The original three plants gave us two or three yummy strawberries every few days or so from June to just recently. The plants also sent out more than a dozen runners. All, I hope, will provide us with more strawberries.
Back in June, I finally got brave and turned the Daddy's wheelbarrow from the 1960s into a succulents planter. Some succulents did okay, such as the red paddle plant, while others scorched to death. I've determined that it's okay to pull out a shriveled succulent, as well as plop in another succulent on Wheelbarrow Plain. I keep remembering what Mama said, "If they grow, they grow."
The Husband and I have temporarily named the four distinct spaces in the backyard, from south to north, Avocado Room, Sunny Room, Shady Room, and Geranium Room. The last few days I have been pl…