I’m slowly picking away at the gardens. Rain and hot temperatures have made it a bit rough to proceed, but there will be more days of decent outside weather. The Peonies are beginning to open. This year the tall grass will help hold them up. My big headed, red poppies are also blooming between giant blades of green, if I got in there and removed all the supporting weeds and grass, they would probably fall to the ground so it’s best to wait until the flowering is done. I’ll eventually beat it all back, put down the fiber cloth and mulch and then only have to do minor maintenance in the years to come. I’ll do what I can but once the humidly kicks in I’ll be done because I move like a beached whale in the heat, and I’m twice as swollen. I become an indoor adult, like the indoor cat. Anyway, this gardening thing isn’t a race so there’s plenty of time.
I picked up my tuteurs (pronounced two-tours) last evening. Martha Stuart’s gave them this fancy handle; my wood guy calls them pyramids. Without a fence, I have clematis plants that need free standing structures to climb on. The old one that lasted 10 years had pretty much rotted into the ground, aged a lovely silver and is brittle as toast. I bought two of them as they are very pretty in the garden, like little castles. The chap that makes them only charges $35.00 and I couldn’t buy the wood and put in the time to do it cheaper with all the finicky measuring and cutting on angles. If you want one call Demont’s Woodworking in Gold River, phone 902-627-2461. He also makes a full line of lawn furniture, Adirondack chairs and tables, swings and benches, birdhouses and much more. The tuteurs were featured on a Martha Stewart show way back when and I approached the guy with a drawing of what I wanted. He made it up for me pretty swift and then other people saw mine standing in his yard waiting for pick-up and they wanted one as well.
Update - I’m making progress changing my sleep habits but I’ve slipped a few times staying up too late and then had trouble getting up in the morning but I’m down to one nap after breakfast so that’s progress! Considering I’ve been nocturnal for decades I can’t expect a miracle overnight, pardon the pun. Slow and steady will win this race.
Honey is still hanging in there. She had two fainting spells yesterday, one from rolling on a stink in the grass. She was in heaven rubbing back and forth, squirming her body all over something smelly. I wasn’t sure how excited she was on the inside so I let her play but when she stood and started wobbling I picked her up as she passed out. She went limp in my arms while still smiling. Dogs love nothing better than to rub in smells. I thought perhaps if she died at that moment she would have gone out happy, but fortunately the little stinker (literally now after her rug in poop) keeps on ticking.
I’m getting better handling the fainting spells, not crying as much when they happen. I try to remain calm so I don’t add to her angst. I cuddle her and tell her mommy’s here, mommy loves her and kiss her little head. Not sure if it helps or hinders but it’s all I can do. Then I hold her for a while as it zaps the pee and vinegar out of her, literally on the pee. Other than the fainting she is eating well and enjoying a quiet summer. She wants to run and play ball and it’s sad for me to have to be the fun police but one of us has to know her limitations.
I picked up my tuteurs (pronounced two-tours) last evening. Martha Stuart’s gave them this fancy handle; my wood guy calls them pyramids. Without a fence, I have clematis plants that need free standing structures to climb on. The old one that lasted 10 years had pretty much rotted into the ground, aged a lovely silver and is brittle as toast. I bought two of them as they are very pretty in the garden, like little castles. The chap that makes them only charges $35.00 and I couldn’t buy the wood and put in the time to do it cheaper with all the finicky measuring and cutting on angles. If you want one call Demont’s Woodworking in Gold River, phone 902-627-2461. He also makes a full line of lawn furniture, Adirondack chairs and tables, swings and benches, birdhouses and much more. The tuteurs were featured on a Martha Stewart show way back when and I approached the guy with a drawing of what I wanted. He made it up for me pretty swift and then other people saw mine standing in his yard waiting for pick-up and they wanted one as well.
Update - I’m making progress changing my sleep habits but I’ve slipped a few times staying up too late and then had trouble getting up in the morning but I’m down to one nap after breakfast so that’s progress! Considering I’ve been nocturnal for decades I can’t expect a miracle overnight, pardon the pun. Slow and steady will win this race.
Honey is still hanging in there. She had two fainting spells yesterday, one from rolling on a stink in the grass. She was in heaven rubbing back and forth, squirming her body all over something smelly. I wasn’t sure how excited she was on the inside so I let her play but when she stood and started wobbling I picked her up as she passed out. She went limp in my arms while still smiling. Dogs love nothing better than to rub in smells. I thought perhaps if she died at that moment she would have gone out happy, but fortunately the little stinker (literally now after her rug in poop) keeps on ticking.
I’m getting better handling the fainting spells, not crying as much when they happen. I try to remain calm so I don’t add to her angst. I cuddle her and tell her mommy’s here, mommy loves her and kiss her little head. Not sure if it helps or hinders but it’s all I can do. Then I hold her for a while as it zaps the pee and vinegar out of her, literally on the pee. Other than the fainting she is eating well and enjoying a quiet summer. She wants to run and play ball and it’s sad for me to have to be the fun police but one of us has to know her limitations.
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