it has been so dadgum hot this june.
~
hot&humid
hot&dry
as in no rain
no cold front
just heat & more of it
the next day
& the next.
~
so i've stayed inside
or run errands that keep me
in air-conditioning.
~
& watched the
weeds and vines and critters
act as if the yard
was theirs
or something.
~
& watched the
weeds and vines and critters
act as if the yard
was theirs
or something.
~
finally
the cold front has pushed through
with torrential downpour.
and, now, clear blue skies
and a dry summer wind
pulled me
finally
into the garden.
finally
the cold front has pushed through
with torrential downpour.
and, now, clear blue skies
and a dry summer wind
pulled me
finally
into the garden.
| a tangle of vines not unlike rapunzel's long hair thrown down from her tower |
i unearthed the clear plastic pitcher
& have been enjoying some solar tea
the dry heat this june finally withered the sugar snap peas i planted, so i pulled them all out of the ground last week. the butterfly bushes are already blooming but are stunted in their growth compared to last year. and the unplanned-unplanted goldenrod is half my height, where last summer it was a small yellow-tasseled forest. but nothing's really perished. in fact, my birthday gardenia, which struggled to survive the winter under my darwinian care, has sprouted a multitude of bright green leaves. & some happy-surprise flowers from wildflower seeds i tossed along the driveway last year re-bloomed and spread this year! we inherited such a regimented yard ~ lines of camellias along the house, changing to azaleas along the back porch, laurels and hollies along the front. lovely plants, but i prefer more of a hodge-podge aesthetic ~ so the surprises always make me smile.| wild(ish) sunflowers along the driveway, sprouting up at the base of some azaleas |
the birdhouse has fallen silent.
i am worried about what i will discover
when i clean it out this fall.
i know there were babies in it
(a tufted titmouse finally claimed the home),
but they stopped incessantly chirping
& mother/father stopped coming
about two weeks ago.
~
| silent birdhouse with little woodpecker searching for insects nearby |
which brings me to this.
we have baby rabbits.
plural.
& they don't appear too frightened of us.
~
walking in our yard
or doing gardening along the sides,
stepping into vines & tree-wannabes,
is an exercise in caution
else you fall into a rabbit hole.
or at least stumble a bit.
little rabbit munching
rather unconcerned
that a large, omnivorous mammal
is watching.
it was so pleasing to be in the garden today! i will be back at it tomorrow, as the heat returns on tuesday. after a somewhat nasty gash on my right knee gardening a couple of weeks ago in a skirt, i wisely wore long pants today. no socks inside my gardening clogs, so i did end up with somewhat muddy feet. something to show for it all, i suppose.