One of the Rose of Sharon bushes is full of blooms. The other is a bit behind. I got the cuttings from my friend Noble at the same time, but “Junior” was not quite as big a cutting, so he’s grown more slowly. I actually like this because I’ll have blossoms on the other bush when this one is fading.
Thank you, Noble, for these sweet little cuttings you gave me several years ago. Noble and Tina have since moved to another house, but in their former garden he planted several Rose of Sharons flanking a path and they were magnificent.
I weeded for quite a while yesterday, mostly by hand, because the battery died on the weed whacker. I didn’t get to mulch this year, so the big garden bed is full of weeds and I’m just now able to ruthlessly pull them out. The mulching didn’t happen because of my hand injury, as well as a flat tire on the much needed-for-mulching wheelbarrow. So the weeds are a bit of a pain. I’ll weed whack a bit more this morning and then, on Sunday through Wednesday when we’re hit with another round of heat and humidity, I’ll stay inside. The long range forecast shows temps dropping into the eighties after this next blast. Fingers crossed.
The gift that keeps on giving. I have to say it: right at this moment, our gardens are darned charming. And now that the brown-eyed/black-eyed susans are flowering, there’s a wonderful splash of yellow and brown, along with the red of the bee balm.
I contacted my friend who has Wren. She said the delay for the replacement body will be 8 months! So we chatted about the broken finger, which she had glued back on, and I decided I was fine with that. So I’m going to sell a few more things on Etsy to help with the funding – have to work on that today – and I should have her within a month.
I have to help Don with a self-tape audition this morning. He’s got a gig tonight.
Stay safe.
Happy Saturday.
