Today I got a lovely surprise.
So glad I bought new irises, but a little irked that (as usual) I threw out the tags in a fit of house cleaning. I want this one to grow and grow and grow..
My Americauna Walnut had been giving me beautiful blue eggs.. until about a week ago. She's a sneaky one, laying all over the garden in hose pots, garden waste bags and bench cushions. I looked in her previous spots to no avail. But when I looked in the gross lint ridden space under the AC vent- voila:
Ignore the neglected organic playdoh container that rolled under there last summer!
It is now blocked off. Let's see where she decides to lay them now!
And finally I had a small epiphany tonight as I looked at the ENORMOUS brown spot in the middle of the back yard. Why do I spend hours (and risk/incur back muscle spasms) removing grass in some areas and spend time waiting for grass to grow back in others? It makes no sense at all. Luckily I have some half days off next week.. I sense a project in the making. I think I'll put in a curvy rounded berm-ish bed, but it will have to be fairly chicken proof and tolerate afternoon sun and drought/neglect once established. I sense crushed granite, maybe some euphorbia, bamboo muhly (contasts of textures) and... not sure. I may have to leave room for a mud pit for my youngest (see below).
Ideas are welcome!
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ReplyDeleteSorry - hit Publish too soon. As I was saying, (ahem!!) a curved bed there in full sun could be a joy to plant. I often wish I had better full sun spots.
ReplyDeleteI think the mud hole idea is genius. All sorts of pollinators would take advantage of access to wet soil for minerals and moisture. Not to mention the most desirable wildlife in any garden, that little adorable mud bug shown in the final photo. Talk about beneficial!
I keep trying to get the boys excited about playing outside (off their IPads, etc!!)- mud pits, hammocks, climbing trees, chicken watching and herbs to eat (like mint) help. Of course (as I dug out a new bed to the glee of my worn-eating hens today) my eldest asked if I was going to leave any yard left for him to play in- it's all about perspective I guess!
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