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Life is a laundry list of clichés

 

     A dear friend told me, “The writing will wait.”  Yes, it will but I do wish it didn’t have to.  However, now I am overwhelmed.

     The expression ‘time and tide wait for no man’ (or in my case, woman) comes to mind this week.  Hospital runs for his mother, doctor appointments for him, and a run to the vet for allergy meds for Gavin one day this week.  I feel as though I’ll never catch my breath.

     I look out in the yard and almost feel like crying over the amount of work that needs doing before winter hits us.  I am doing none of it this week.  The leaves are getting deeper.

     As of last night, we hired AJ to get rid of the ton o leaves.  (She’s the peach who cleans our walks in the winter.)  After that, maybe I can get to the pond to clean it and the filters and then to the garden plants that need digging up and taking in for the winter. 

     I thought I was going to be able to keep up with things this year as I did last year but luck has never been one of our strong suits.

Welcome to robin central

 

     As the robins prepare for their migration south, my yard has become robin central.  Every day there are literally hundreds of robins in our three trees, on the ground, in the birdbath, and at the pond all vying for their turn to drink and bathe. 

     The other day I somehow managed to stretch the netting over the pond on my own.  The idea was to keep more leaves from getting into the pond.  Mother Nature had other ideas.

     Fifteen minutes after I had the netting in place, a robin flapped around on the pond trapped under the netting.  I freed it by showing him an opening and with some coaxing.  He wasn’t thrilled with me.  I had visions of things to come.

     When I crawled out of bed today, DH told me, “I had to set five robins free this morning.”

     It took a minute or two for that to register in my coffee deprived brain.  “From where?”

     “The pond, they were under the netting.  I lifted the edges in a few places so they can get out on their own next time.”

     “Oh, crap.  I thought I had enough openings for the idiot birds.  If we still had bullfrogs the birds wouldn’t swarm all over the pond.”

     Oh, yeah we’re getting more tadpoles in the spring.

The frost absconded and the green tomatoes fried

 

     The other night there came a dire weather prediction.  Possible frost!  I nipped out to the garden with shears and a basket.  I cleaned all the tomatoes, ripening and green ones, from the vines.  The last two eggplants joined them in the basket.  We didn’t get the frost and now I have a large basket of green tomatoes on my table.

     Last night for dinner, I took advantage of having green tomatoes on hand.  I sliced them, dusted them with seasoned flour, dipped them egg then a seasoned cornmeal and breadcrumb mixture, and fried them to a lovely golden brown.  I placed them on a cookie sheet and kept them warm in the oven while I cooked the rest of our dinner.

     Which, since I’d already headed down south with the tomatoes, and had a hot frying pan ready, made me make a quick decision to turn DH’s hamburger steak and my steak into chicken fried steaks.  Well, then when the steaks were done, I had to make redeye gravy didn’t I?

     At least I stopped there and didn’t add mashed potatoes.  We would’ve burst had I made them too.  As it was, we were full.

A hodgepodge for you today

 

     Every time I took the dogs out, I picked up small branches and twigs that the wind knocked down.  The ceiling is drying out now that the rain is gone.  The wind we had all day helped. 

     Surprisingly most of the danged squirrel’s nest is still securely wedged in the upper branches of the magnolia tree even though that squirrel has been gone for months.  She was the first one relocated in our little relocation program.

     We ate the little yellow sugar baby watermelon yesterday.  The flavor was good but it’s not something I’ll plant again.  There were too many seeds and the vines took up too much space for what little we got from them.  I do wonder if that little red one out in the garden is going to be ripe before the first frost.

     October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.  After many years of fighting the beast, my sister died of metastatic breast to bone cancer at the age of 44.  Therefore, ladies, I ask you please remember to do your monthly self-exams and get a mammogram.  Gentlemen you can do your part by reminding your wives, daughters, sisters, mothers, aunts, grandmothers…well, you get the idea.

After the storm

 

     With very strong winds gusting and pushing the rain from the south, our roof leaked again.  This only happens when conditions are right and conditions were perfect.  I cussed the weather and roof and set out the usual buckets.  If we could afford it, I’d have that entire roof torn off and redone so it never leaks again.

     Since we often have a problem with the power going out in fractious weather, I cooked the bacon for our BLTs early in the afternoon.  This time our power stayed on much to our surprise.  I told DH it was because for once I was prepared for the worst.  I guarantee had I not cooked the bacon for our dinner the power would’ve gone out.  I will keep that in mind for future storms.

     I see we have some small tree branches down and there are a few plants in the garden that look like an elephant stepped on them.  Today is still gray so I’ll wait for clear skies before I go out and clean up the mess.  In the meantime, I have buckets to empty, walls to scrub, and more cussing to do.

We have a diverse critter population

 

 

     We have a quite a large crop of red back salamanders in our yard.  I discovered this fact after a heavy rain last night that brought out various denizens of the yard and garden.  Seems we have a good eco system going here.  The only things we’re missing are frogs.  Yes, I do miss my bullfrogs.

     One of my favorite things to do is to take a flashlight and go out into the yard at night.  You see so many different small creatures during this time that you don’t often see during the day.  I refuse to go wandering about the yard at night without some sort of light source.  It’s no fun to step on a snake and jump out of your skin when it wraps around your foot—yes, it’s happened to me.  Thank goodness, the only snakes we have are harmless garter snakes.

     Nighttime is also a great time to rid the garden of pests.  I bet my regular readers remember how I went out picking cucumber bugs off my cantaloupe and watermelon vines.

The rain finally showed up

 

     We’ve been terribly dry here for most of July, August and September so far.  Therefore, when raindrops began to ping off the AC unit I was pleased.  At first, DH didn’t recognize the sound and asked me, “is that rain?”

     Yes, it has been that dry.  It was so dry around here the trees were chasing the dogs.  It was so dry that the ground was as hard as a rock.  It was so dry that…well you get the idea.

     At least now, it isn’t dry and the grass is already looking greener.  We were lucky that it didn’t come down as a gully washer.  Instead, it’s been a good soaking rain.  I don’t have to lug water to the gardens today, YAY!

     If we’re very lucky, the rain will last for a day or two and give the thirsty ground a deep drink.  It will make weeding a lot easier.

     Other than a lack of rain, the weather is fantastic.  The daytime temperatures are in the mid seventies and the nights drop into the mid sixties.  It’s great for sleeping.

Garden news

 

     Today a neighbor stopped over to check that three quarters dead branch on the magnolia tree.  He used to work for a landscaping firm that did a lot of tree trimming.  He says he can remove the branch for us no problem.  Sometime after his 17 days of day shift or over a weekend, he’ll take care of it.  That’s one weight off my mind.  I had visions of that branch, heavily loaded with snow, crashing down on our shed this winter.  Now I won’t have to worry.

     We’re still picking tomatoes, eggplants, and peppers.  There are two different varieties of sugar baby watermelons and each have one fruit on the vines, I hope they ripen before the first frost.

     The cardinals had nested in the magnolia the parents and several now fully-fledged young ones hang around the feeders most of the day.  It looks as though two of the youngsters are males and three are females.  We have a family of Downy woodpeckers that hang around in our yard and G’s. 

     I had to fill the hummingbird feeder today so even though I don’t see them often they are coming around.  The small flock of goldfinches is enjoying the Echinacea seeds every day.

The cannas are continuing to bloom and they are now quite a bit taller than I am.

September is here already?

 

     I can’t believe it summer is already ending.  Wasn’t it just Spring?

     I picked the last cantaloupe I don’t think we’ll get any more from the vines this season.  I do think we may have some watermelons before the first frost though.  The next wave of tomatoes is starting to ripen.  Another day or two and I’ll be making BLTs again.

     The ruby throated hummingbirds are becoming regulars at the feeder and the cannas.  The cardinals, woodpeckers, and sparrows are now sharing the feeders with two parakeets and a cockatiel that occasionally comes in.  It is startling to see them at first. 

     Our toad, Mr. Toadamus is growing larger and must be finding plenty of bugs to eat because he’s quite fat.  I miss the frogs I will have to buy some tadpoles in the spring unless the neighbor’s son finds some on one of his landscaping jobs and brings them home.

     The hawk family is still around.  I could hear them up in the cemetery when I was outside today. 

     There are two new stray cats in the neighborhood.  I chased one of them out of the yard when I discovered him napping on the bricks along the side garden.  It’s a good thing I was out alone and the dogs didn’t discover him.  All hell would’ve broken loose.

I don’t need to go far to enjoy nature’s beauty

 

     About and hour before cooking dinner was a perfect time to take a break from writing and chores.  I went out to relax on the hammock.  The temperature was perfect and there was a gentle breeze blowing.  Pure heaven.

     The yard hummed with activity.  I watched several monarch and swallowtail butterflies visit the flowers.  Wouldn’t you know that as soon as I thought ‘camera,’ they disappeared.  The cardinal family fluttered about in the tree above me and then bravely came down to the feeders.  House sparrows and purple finches hopped around under the feeders cleaning up what the cardinals dropped to them.  Then Momma Downy woodpecker hung upside down on the suet feeder directly above me, I almost held my breath so as not to frighten her.  

     I always allow my Echinacea to go to seed for the small flock of American goldfinches that we have around here.  They came to nibble them and again I wished I’d brought my camera out with me.  They  made a colorful picture among the purple flowers.

     The best of all was when I spied two ruby throated hummingbirds darting around the Cannas.  I do wish they’d find the feeder. 

 

On leaky pond

 

 

     How does one find a leak in a pond?  I know we are losing water somewhere but I have no idea where.  It could be around the hose connected to the waterfall, the waterfall itself, or maybe in the liner.  Yikes! 

     We need to find it before winter.  This is going to be one of those (not) fun projects.  What I wouldn’t give to have a strong-backed weak-minded helper.  Nope, don’t have one of those—DH doesn’t count.  His back is weak, his balance sucks, and he’s sharp as a tack.

     It wouldn’t be so bad if the pond were spring fed but mine is hose fed and I have to pay the water bill.  Yikes!  Therefore, while we sit beside our lovely pond and enjoy its serene atmosphere I wonder how much water I’ll have to add by the end of each week.

     We have a month or two left to locate and fix the leak.  This means muscling big rocks and lifting a heavy pond liner always mindful of the fish, moving a cement and fiberglass waterfall to look beneath it, checking hoses…any volunteers?  I didn’t think so.

Tree rat relocation plan a success!

 

     DH relocated the tree rat today.  It was not a happy camper when he found it in the have-a-heart trap.  I think it’ll be happier where it is.  I know I will be.  We left the trap set up just in case there are more tree rats eyeing my tomatoes.

     He took the squirrel over to the large wooded area near his mother’s house and set it free.  He said it shot out of the cage and up the nearest tree.  There, at a safe distance, it scolded him.  I’m sure it had a few choice words for him after riding in the back of the pick up.  I don’t like riding in the pick up.

     I told DH he’d better hope it’s only squirrels that he catches.  We have had skunks and opossums around here.  We caught a skunk in the trap once.  DH crept up to the cage and put a black trash bag over it.  Then he ever so gently lifted the cage and carried it to his truck.  When he got to the skunk’s destination, he lifted the cage and carried it across a field, set it down, somehow he managed to open it and remove the bag before running to his truck.  Once the skunk cleared the area, he retrieved the cage.  Lucky man didn’t come home stinking like a skunk…