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March, an amazing month
Posted by doggonedmysteries
A few days ago, we had snow on the ground and today the mercury hit seventy degrees. I love the capriciousness of March. It’s the Yin and Yang month of the year. Winter and spring battle for four weeks. We root for spring to win since by March we’ve had enough of winter.
Tomorrow spring will rule for most of the day but winter will make a raid on our evening. We will wonder if spring will rally in the next few days. My budding gardens say yes. Grass is slowly showing signs of life. Faster would nice so I don’t have dogs tracking in mud.
The Koi are hungry they beg for food now, and our frogs are beginning to creep out of the pond to hunt, more signs that spring will soon win the battle.
It won’t be long and I’ll be digging in sun warmed soil planting flowers and vegetables. By my back door, my chives are starting to peek through the mulch in their pot. The mint and lavender will soon follow suit.
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Spring fever
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I do wish that spring would stop teasing us and stay for more than a day or two. It was almost balmy here for a day and now there’s snow predicted for the next two. It’s just wrong.
My daffodils, crocus, and hyacinths are beginning to poke their little green heads up through the mulch. It makes me oh so ready for the weather to warm, the flowers bloom, to open the windows and let the fresh air in. I yearn for my magnolia tree to bloom and for the scent to drift into the house.
I look forward to days warm enough for me to clean up the yard and gardens and to nights where I can sit by the pond and relax in the moonlight. I want to listen to the waterfall and fountains, the bullfrogs and crickets, the horn of a passing train in the distance.
I’m tired of hearing the furnace running, the radiator pipes cracking and popping, breathing stale air, and feeling shut in. I’m sick of ice, snow, sleet, and cold.
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New look
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Anyone who knows me knows that I have a habit of changing things. I do hope you all enjoy the blog’s new look.
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Happy pups and a Red Tailed visitor
Posted by doggonedmysteries
It’s been nice to have a couple of days where I didn’t have to shuffle dogs. I could tell Gavin and Patty were happy with it too. They sure did miss being in direct contact with each other the last two weeks. How could I tell? They spent a great deal of time snuggled together on the couch today.
During one trip outside Gavin and I were visited by the neighborhood Red Tailed hawk. The hawk chased a small bird into the next door neighbor’s maple tree and missed catching it. Then he looked over, spotted us, ruffled his feathers, and settled down on the branch as if to say, “I meant to do that.” It’s something I’ve seen cats do, but never a bird. We watched him and he watched us. I was wishing I had my camera.
The hawk looks well fed. I hope that means he’s taken advantage of our huge population of rabbits and squirrels. We won’t miss them around here since our gardens are often overrun with the critters . Mr. Red Tail wasn’t in any hurry to leave. When I took Gavin in and brought Patty out, he was still on his perch.
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In Loving memory
Posted by doggonedmysteries

Mom with birthday roses 2005
Beloved Mother and friend.
There aren’t enough words or ways to say I love you and miss you.
W. R. W.
7/30/1915 –1/1/2007
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Happy New Year Everyone!
Posted by doggonedmysteries
My wishes for the New Year are:
- Dear Hubby’s health stabilizes.
- We all find our bliss.
- You and yours have a healthy year.
- We all stay out of the poorhouse.
- I finish my books and my agent sells them in short order.
- We hit the lottery.
- Karma catches up with those who deserve it.
- The new administration actually does something to make this country great again and it wasn’t only election rhetoric.
- An end to world hunger.
- World peace.
Love and hugs to my dear Aunties, Cousins, and friends.
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Always check for uninvited guests
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Many years ago, when we still put up a Christmas tree, we’d go to a local tree farm and cut down our own. Getting a tree at a Christmas tree farm guarantees that you get a fresh one. However, every now and then, you might bring home some uninvited guests.
Almost everyone remembers National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation. One of my favorite scenes is when Chevy Chase tangles with the squirrel that had stowed away in the Christmas tree. We didn’t have a crazed squirrel but we did find some uninvited guests in our tree one year.
While hanging the lights on the tree I came across two odd looking things stuck to two of the branches. I showed them to Dear Hubby and he knew what they were. He clipped the twigs off, took them outside, and tied them onto a couple of hedge branches. “People pay for those egg casings,” he told me when he came in.
“They what?”
“Those were Praying Mantis eggs.”
“Oh, neat!”
Had those objects stayed in the warm house, several thousand, tiny Praying Mantis would have hatched out of them. It’s definitely not as dramatic as a wild and crazy squirrel stowed away in your tree.
I’m glad we didn’t have thousands of teensy bugs running around the house for Christmas.
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Frost and squirrels in the forecast
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I’d hoped to squeeze another week out of the nice weather before I had to dig out some of my more delicate plants. It didn’t happen. Last night we had frost. Now I have to find the time and energy to dig out all my black elephant ears and calla lilies.
Today I had planned to move some of my tulip bulbs to another part of the garden. However, after discovering a trail of bulb crumbs that led to the base of the magnolia tree, I found that the squirrels had beaten me to them. They had not only dug up and eaten the tulip bulbs, but they’d buried peanuts in their place. Someone is feeding the tree rats again. Not only have I found buried peanuts but also there have been walnuts, hazelnuts, and Brazil nuts. The squirrels raided my tomatoes. They absconded with all we had left on the plants. All of them still green, but we’d looked forward to having those fried. They even sampled one of my jalapeño peppers. The blasted tree rats are eating better than we are.
The pups keep trying to catch the squirrels but have found gravity doesn’t help them when it comes to climbing trees.
We’ve begun to prepare the pond for the winter. Sometime this week I’ll drag the netting from the back porch to cover the pond and keep out most of the leaves. I’d better hurry because the leaves are dropping faster than the temperature. We found out that we have to keep the netting raised about three or four inches from the ground, so the frogs can move about until they go into hibernation. Last year the bullfrogs were not amused when we had some temperate weather and they couldn’t leave the pond to hunt. I had to raise the edges of the netting to allow them access.
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