witt's Blog

Oh, mercy. What didn't I do yesterday? It was a glorious day. I dead-headed the iris, pulled weeds, and transplanted a hydrangea from The Old Gourd Garden, which has never bloomed, to The Hibiscus Garden. I got it watered in and strawed. I pruned the rosemary in the front and then pruned the one in the back by the chicken pens. Both of those jobs took forever. I found an oxalis blooming out in the front yard. That's exactly why Mom hates them, but I think they are so sweet. Besides the iris, they are making a wonderful show right now. Talk about pretty in pink. I dug that little baby up and planted it in The Quarter Round where the huge one was undermined by the toads and the mole and died. Yeah, I know. You can't kill an oxalis, but evidently the toady tunnels and mole mess can.

Speaking of iris. The stems that I cut and put in the house were going by. I carefully cut off those huge blooms, leaving the big buds. This morning when we got up, the buds had opened, and I had a vase of gorgeous new iris. It was as if the iris fairy had come in during the night and touched them with a magic wand. What fun!

I watered my new seeds and new plantings again. Oh, here's another example of true love. John said that he was going tote water to the tomatoes and fig tree in the garden. Later it hit me. Oh, no. I'll bet he used the 2 big pails of rainwater that I had captured for my flowers. I went to the back and checked. Ah, they were still there. He must have used the spigot. That's true love again.

I had made a roast in the oven so that I wouldn't have to stop what I was doing in the yard. My, my it was tender. I had some petite carrots that I bought. Oh, how I would love to grow my own carrots, but the soil around here is so heavy. Maybe I can figure out a way to make me a carrot patch. I just want the little tiny babies. I adore them.

I tried to plant the golden creeping jenny, but where I wanted to put it, there was no space. I finally decided over by the St. John's wort on the side of the house. I'll have to ponder where I can put the rest of it. Right now I have it in a holding area.

Today I need to fill in the huge hole where I took the hydrangea and restraw that area. I still haven't put anything in that strawberry jar that we rescued from The Poison Garden. I must get myself together and get outside.

Oh, and I won't mention beating hubby in the gin game when he had scored 149.