Joy oh Joy, the birds are back and singing. It didn't take them long to find the fully loaded feeders after their being empty for long. I think they must have been waiting in the trees, just bursting to pounce on the feeders and fill their greedy little bellies.
Yesterday we took a drive to find flowers for the planters and it was mighty windy and the car was bombarded with all the tree droppings and those little dry things that look like tiny airplanes which dive bombed us the whole trip. No wonder people are having problems with allergies and respiratory conditions. Clinics and doctors are pretty busy keeping up with it all.
With the wind and the closed in area at Home Depot, it was like a wind tunnel and cold. Snapping leaves of the larger plants smacked me in the face a few times and when one tree like specimen slashed me in the ear, I settled for garden shopping outside at Stop and Shop. So brave am I. (Smile).
We bought lots of good stuff at Agway. Huge bags of bird seed and larger bags of something or other for dusting our lawn to get rid of grub worms (eek, you can see their teeth close up). Not really but they sure are ugly looking buggers. Also something in a long cone shaped thingy with the word Peanut on the label to stick in the holes made by the moles or voles. They eat it and die. Slaughter, slaughter the darn devils! They have made our yard, both front and back a literal obstacle course. One looks like a drunken sailor when trying to transverse one end to the other.
Bird feeders have been moved closer to the house and the long Shepard like posts will be used for hanging pots of colorful flowers. On the bad side though, on windy days those baskets are heavy and will be like an arsenal to anyone close by. Usually we take them down when it is fierce out. Saves on broken windshields and such.
Hubby just made a charity run with son to the auto dealership's service department. Car won't start and our expert is in Florida now. Things just seem to go to pot all at once with our cars. Two in the garage this week and now this one that is our DIL's. Of course it must be worked on by certified mechanics. Our son is just a shade tree mechanic but he has changed transmissions, welded in new steel paneling, etc. for years now. Our garage is always full of trucks belonging to friends and we must wait our turn for our vehicles to be looked at. I'm losing patience at this point. Number two son is out of range and we miss his expertise. Oh, enough about vehicles not operating. That seems to be our whole life here in the boonies. Bird song and the aroma of oil and gasoline.
I just had to stop my complaining to put a warm pair of socks on. Cold feet, warm heart. That's true if you believe it. I say cold feet, miserable mood and yet sometimes I'm just too lazy to get thy butt up from the seat to find a pair set aside for winter mornings in Connecticut's Spring. We certainly have had some cold nights and real cool mornings. I think we will go from winter to summer and spring will just be a memory from now on. It seems to follow that way the past few years or else I have some memory loss.
My burgundy clematis are wide open this morning and showing their bright yellow centers. They look like beautiful stars and I need to take pictures before they are no longer. A beating rain would just do them in.
I did plant my morning glories last night before dark. I was already out this A.M. checking on them to see if they were somehow peeking above the soil. When I see Jack from the Beanstalk I will know they are okay and need staking. I did that last year and ended up with so many vines I had to tie some together and string them up to a post. Just beautiful until we left for a week and they didn't get any water. The hot sun just baked them. Needless to say, my heart was broken.
Well, I better get dressed and go to another nursery to find a few more plants in colors that please me most. Mauve, purples and bright fuchsia. I also have to find some white trailing things (I used to know the names of all these plants but somehow I have lost them) that look beautiful as they fill out the boxes. I'll remember the name after I get off the computer. Vinca Minor is also a graceful trailing plant that looks lovely in the planter boxes. It just adds so much to the effort.
I will take pictures when I am done with all this planning and add it to a post. It is a shame they are all annuals, but they are instant color and I need instant gratification. Plus with some in bloom I can move them all around until I get just the effect I want and then I plant them with high hopes for a beautiful color display. Made especially for the hummingbirds and butterflies, and for my delight also.
Happy day!
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