witt's Blog

I did the things that I HAD to do while Hubby and Son did their manly man stuff, and then I started in the kitchen, but I just wasn't in the mood to do any cooking. I went outside and planted my flowers. Hubby and Son went out for Chinese. Toady frog holes all in my Herb Garden! Little babies were jumping out as I plowed through them, trying not to injure my hostas, bee balms and other things that are already growing in there. I planted the impatiens and splash plants. Funny. I didn't plant the basil in the Herb Garden. Not enough sunlight there anymore. I put that in the Front Flower Bed. Then I took a break on the porch. Hubby was back by then and joined me. Lo and behold, I heard it! The scarlet tanager. He was talking to a partner off in the tree tops. We couldn't see him, though. Suddenly, off he swooped from one tree to another--a brilliant red flash. There was just enough leaf cover that I couldn't zero in on him very well with my binocs, but I know them by their song. They serenaded me for the rest of the day. Oh, how I loved that. Now we are hoping that our indigo bunting will reappear this year also. I planted most of my seed--parsley, sage, thyme, and cosmos, which I got free in the mail. My, they were generous in the packs this year. Usually there are only a few seeds in them, but these were loaded. I thought that I never would finish. Finding an empty spot isn't easy. I never did get them all out, and I didn't plant any basil seed at all. Later. Maybe I can finish with my cooking today and get out there to plant the rest of them.

Would you believe that I had to refill the two thistle socks in the front again? They were totally empty. I just did that day before yesterday. I've never seen anything like this. You'd think that it was raining yellow leaves when a group of the goldfinches come swooping out of the trees at the same time. They shower down onto the two socks, three sunflower feeders, in the trees or underneath, wherever they can find a spot. Their whistling is getting to where it's almost deafening.

I noticed that I have my first rose blooming. Of all places it's on the one by the potting shed, which never gets any attention. It is a zephirine drouhin. The one at the porch, of course, isn't blooming yet. Also I spotted my clemetis blooming, too. I never did get a picture. I'll have to do that today.

At least it was a gorgeous day and we enjoyed some porch-sitting, which we haven't done in days and days.