As I began typing this blog, I looked down at my fingernails and had to wince. My mom would have been less than pleased. My excuse is that I just came in from planting a dozen bedding plants in my flower bed, after feeding the roses. I washed my hands, but well – sometimes it takes a couple scrubbings.
I believe I should go out and mow and fertilize the lawn before this afternoon’s rain hits. This is definitely a strange year for Colorado in the weather department. For a few days, we’ll be in the 80’s as if it were July or August, and then suddenly we’re back into the rainy, cool weather that reminds me of Seattle.
My upper garden seems to be at the mercy of raccoons or squirrels this summer. No bunnies have been spotted and I am vigilant about keeping up the bunny-proof fencing, but of course, squirrels and raccoons respect no such barriers. “Something” is eating the mums, zinnias, and marigolds (marigolds of all things!) out of the flower beds. I planted a hosta up there this morning. Just an experiment. I don’t know whether they are off-putting or a delightful new treat. I should know by morning.
I’m off for my last rounds of treasure hunting in my parents home. I have an appointment with the estate sale company and the realtor that I have chosen to sell the house. I’m turning it over to them. It sounds defeatist to me, to say “I’m done,” but I’m done.
I decided once again to try and attract hummingbirds to my yard. I have plenty of flowers for them to enjoy. I just don’t know why they can’t find my feeder. Birds, butterflies and bees abound here, so it can’t be too bad. At this point in the season, it will be their fall migration back south before or if any hummers stop here. I’m keeping my fingers crossed. I miss them.
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