Hello friends, Maddie here....
well, here I am hanging over the edge of the fence again. I miss my
garden friends and it's the rabid time of the year. Well, I finally
got the last of the cactus and plant stands from Gloria's house this
last weekend. It was sure nice to bring daughter of Brenda home
again, and she is now proudly sitting very obvious in the front yard
next to the front stoop. My next door neighbor has already asked if
she's real.........LOL She was dinged up a bit and lost a few hunks
of flesh, but given time to heal and heat and rains, she'll maybe send
out some strange side shoots from the wounds. If not, I'm tempted to
just whack them off and cure than and root them in a new pot. moving
her in a station wagon wasn't the easiest thing, I'll tell you. But
now it seems official that there is a madgardener or loonygardener in
the neighborhood. I'm champing at the bits to get more of my
containers back to the house and start building beds. Patience
usually is my middle name (yeah, it sounds like Patricia, doesn't it?)
but I want those unusual perennials I know are growing without me over
in Jefferson City. I either need to hit a small lottery (a few
hundred to rent a U-Haul and pay the gasoline and left over enough to
maybe put back for a rainy day would be more than enough!LOL) or reach
Karol's sense of desperate need and she feels sorry for me. I can't
ask her to bring me anything as she's working at her landscaping jobs
now and is busier than a cat in a new sandbox............
So I resigned meself to repotting a few cacti this last weekend, then
set half of them outside on the baker's rack down at the bottom of the
steps that gets full southern and western exposure on a cloudless
day. I'm tempted to move a few more outside to benefit from the heat
and sun.
Apparently I have the motherlode of robins around here,but I'm
enjoying them because I never had a good chance to appreciate them.
There are two distinct families that are close enough by that the
parents are fearless of me. Fledglings that are the size of their
parents with speckled wings are hilarious, and there's a new nest in
the dead holly bush that are the next ones to start testing their
wings. I check them every day and those parents scold me.
As to the city faeries, they are most kind and I'm seeing more and
more signs of them and hope to encourage them to venture into my yard
as I lure them with my own remnants of faerie holler. A my time is
short I will close but I will return and update my friends of
adventures of dawgs, felines and the mad one up in eastern Tennessee.
thanks for listening. I'm still waiting for updates from my friends
out there!
maddie, up in the green bowl in Greeneville, surrounded by the
Cherokee National Forest mountains and gardening in zone 6b - 7a
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