I've been griping, with much justification, that my garden stinks this year. I know I have only myself to blame, though I would just like to make sure everyone knows that we had over 17 inches of rain in June and July, creating a swampy mess, and then, basically no rain in August! So the ground was either complete muck and mire, or hard as concrete. And I was lazy. So there it is.
However, yesterday was very nice, and I spent the whole morning doing battle with all the bindweed that managed to grow in the last two weeks or so. Made me feel like, if I had a machete, I could have been in the jungle. Between that and the suckers I pruned from the crab apple tree, I got some good piles of yard waste going. I didn't have to mow, because the grass went dormant. At least I accomplished something!
I do have sedum starting to bloom. These were swarming with bees. I noticed that it "sounds like" September now. Where I live we have a certain kind of small brown cricket with a very high-pitched chirp that sing all day at the end of summer. I think they wait until then so they don't have to compete with the cicadas!
I felt a little better when I went over to my neighbor's garden and noticed that he was getting more casual about his weeding, too. But wait, you want to see the pumpkins, don't you?
I always come back to the house singing "Bibbidi, Bobbity, Boo!". I wonder why?
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