witt's Blog

Since I hadn't done any yardwork, I didn't have anything to say on the 30th.

Happy May the Oncest! I had a great time in the gardens yesterday, though. I had three iris flop over in The Poison Garden after the rains. I cut them and put them in a vase. I noticed that there were a lot of buds on them. Shoot! No wonder they fell over. The blossoms were huge! Almost 6 inches from top tip to bottom. They were heavy! The fragrance was amazing. What a lovely perfume they had. I talked with Mom and she said to go out and deadhead all the ones that were going by and the other buds would open up. I did that and was amazed at how many different colors I have and how many more buds there are. It pays to get up-close and personal.

My zephirine roses on the porch have burst out. I picked a few of them and floated them in a crystal bowl. Now you talk about perfuming the room. With the iris and the roses in the same room, it was glorious.

Hubby cut me three scraps of chicken wire. I put one around the morning glories beside The Patio Garden, which I could not get to climb the pole. I put another around the autumn clemetis in The Old Gourd Garden. It has already started to ramble and won't climb its support. Then I pulled up about six morning glories that were no where near their pole and transplanted them in The Rock Garden beside a jasmine that is just starting up its pole. I put the chicken wire around them both. I do hope that gets them started in the right direction, and I can get all those vines where I want them this year. Last year they did their own thing; it wasn't a pretty sight.

My cosmos seeds are coming up already. They must have really liked the rain that we got. No sign of the others. The weeds in The Patio Garden evidently liked the rain, too. I pulled a small bucket load of them. You really have to be diligent after a good rain because before you know it, the creeping jenny will have crept! I'll have to start pulling that next.

No sign of my lantana coming back, either. Maybe we can go to the feed and seed and see if Mr. William has any more unusual ones. We were twenty dollars under the weekly grocery budget, and I told dear hubby that it was twenty dollars that I could put toward plants. We didn't even look at the plants at Walmart. The wind was blowing and it was quite chilly when we were there. Yeah, again. I didn't want him standing around in that. As we were driving off, I saw a sign that read Bedding Plants-$1.00. I would have loved to have seen what they had on sale. I love to get a bang for my buck!

The evening primroses are blooming like crazy in The Back Forty. They look so pretty with the pink azalea.

I had to refill all three thistle socks again. I'm almost out of seed already. The birds were still picking at them, but there was not one seed left in any of them. I cleaned all three hummer feeders and put in fresh nectar. I haven't seen a hummer in about three days. Where in the world are they? A friend told me a couple of years ago that if you had them and suddenly you weren't seeing them anymore that they were nesting and eating insects, not drinking nectar. I hope that's true.

One sad note. Hubby found a dead goldfinch out by the chicken pens when he went to feed them this morning. I wonder what could have happened to it?