I’m not a fan of humidity. When we left the Midwest, I thought I’d said goodbye to it, but global warming had other thoughts. So, here I am gardening in NH, and the humidity has been up in the 80-95% range for several days.
In the midst of this wonderful weather, a friend called and asked if MGs were interested in digging up a few plants before she put her house on the market. With shovels and forks, three of us headed over.
A few plants amounted to two full pickups. A wonderful bounty, but then the question arose as to what to do with them until the fall potting party. We stored some that were potted up and heeled the rest in the ground. I’m the proud caretaker of about 70. It’s definitely a good start to next year’s sale.
I remember reading somewhere about sweating versus glistening. I always wanted to glisten, but the reality is I sweat in that kind of humidity. That was why yesterday morning when it started raining while I was finishing a project, I just kept on going.
I planted a small Kousa Dogwood and an Elderberry right off the lawn area which meant I needed to put a tree ring around them to keep weeds out and build a fence around and over to keep hungry animals from snacking. Will that work? We’ll see.
Last Thursday we logged in 2″ of rain, and yesterday Henri dropped a whopping 3/4″. We’re suppose to get more rain today, but it sure doesn’t compare to the scare tactics employed by the local news media. Do you ever picture the news and weather folks gathered around a conference room table or on Zoom trying to figure out what words and photos to use to scare the heck out of us? It gets old.
During my down time, I enjoyed reading “Fallen” by Linda Castillo, “Ocean Prey” by John Sandford, “The Island” by Ben Coes, and I’m almost done with “Dead of Winter” by Stephen Mack Jones. I do love my local library for allowing me to pursue my reading interests and for buying and storing the books I like.
We have a couple of young neighbors across the road who have literally turned their entire yard into a garden. They’re down to mowing strips of grass between garden beds. On Friday, they dropped off a care package. Picture tomatoes that with one slice can cover the bread from side to side. Nice.
While it was raining, I baked some delicious Zucchini Crumb Cake. It’s almost health food, if I forget about the sugar, butter and glaze.
I won’t bore you with my thoughts on Covid, vaccines, and those unwilling to help right this ship, but if you want a good post on the topic check out Marty at Snakes in the Grass.
As I sign off, I’ll borrow a word from my blogging friend, Maureen, and say we’re ‘coping’ with this new wave of cases and some times in life that is the best one can do.
Hope life is going well for you and thanks as always for stopping to chat.
I look at these photos and keep hearing “Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head…” ☔️