Category Archives: garden

I left the pumpkins on the deck until I had a chance to deal with them only November was chaotic and all the weekends filled up and then we had the Dad-tastrophe right after Thanksgiving and I forgot about them.

Then it froze.

They did not like that.

When I had a chance I chopped them up and threw them in the garden so the critters could have a snack.

Here are the tulips right next to the front curb.

Back in the days when I was buying bag after bag of bulbs, I had to get creative finding places to put them.

Now look at this. It looks like someone came by and cut off the flowers.

It doesn’t make sense. If you’re going to steal a flower, wouldn’t you cut it at the stem?

But also who would come into someone’s yard and steal tulips in the days when everyone has a doorbell camera?

I though maybe an animal came by and ate them but wouldn’t that make a bigger mess? Another mystery.

Pretty tulips by the front door.

Anybody remember a long time ago when the tulip bandit clipped some of my good tulips? You have to scroll down to April 18 — I can’t bear to go through the gymnastics to figure out how to link to that post by itself.

One morning I ran into the kitchen to do a step on my bread and I saw 2 deer in my backyard.

!!!

I froze and then moved as smoothly as possible, tiptoeing to grab my phone from my desk. I was afraid motion from the house might scare them off. Sometimes the birds fly away if we’re moving around in the kitchen.

They noodled around out there for almost a half hour — nibbling apple peelings from where I “composted” them in the middle of the garden. They sniffed around the bird feeders.

Then they started chewing on the apple tree.

I don’t care how cute you are or how beautiful your brown eyes are: don’t chew on my apple tree.

I ran out in the yard.

And they stood there and stared at me. They did not flee the yard.

They did stop eating the apple tree.

They finally jumped in the yard next door to nuzzle the fig tree before eventually moving on.

My yard is magical.

This is the chaos that is the garden at the moment. I enjoy letting it do its own thing. The sunflowers are huge. Pumpkin vines going everywhere. Bush beans unimpressive. Slug eating the greens. Tomatoes looking good with little green ones on the vines.

The other morning Bob and I headed out for a walk and there was a big old turd in my flower bed.

I am accustomed to finding turds in my yard and in my flower beds but this one was right by the front door.

I’ve never seen one quite like this.

I finally remembered I wanted to grab it — like with a plastic bag and get rid of it but when I went out there it was gone.

I went and asked Bob if he’d gotten rid of it, even though I knew that was preposterous and indeed, he had not.

So what happened to the turd?

We think maybe someone saw their dog do it and felt bad and came back for it which also seems preposterous but these are the times we live in.

Sound on!

This frog hangs out somewhere around the house and is so loud – it cracks me up every time it gets going.

Isn’t this how frogs look for a mate? How can I help this little guy out?