Thursday, May 31, 2018
Lupine and Mouse Update
The garden is going gangbusters! The lupine sent up a tall flower spike -- the blossom must be a foot long -- and the roses are as riotous as Disney fireworks. The peonies are producing fat round buds like bright pink golf balls. It's crazy out there.
Did I tell you Dave and I pulled the plug on the wildflower garden where no wildflowers ever grew? Instead we've ordered some mature wildflower plants -- cow parsley and something called milk parsley, which grows even larger than cow parsley -- and also some comfrey. Coincidentally, Mrs. Kravitz had her gardener pulling out all her comfrey yesterday, because she said it blocked her view of her roses. Maybe the bees will now move over to ours.
Anyway, those plants haven't arrived yet, but I think they come this weekend and we'll get them in the ground.
These are skylovers, a type of blue pimpernel. Remember how I salvaged them after their pot got smashed in a storm in January? Well, they've come through for another season.
As you can see, the peanut feeder on the patio fence has continued to attract non-bird critters. I'm sure this is what set off our recent mouse infestation. I decided something had to be done, so yesterday I went to Homebase and bought a tall feeder pole. We moved the feeder off the fence so that it's free-standing and the mice can't climb up to it. (At least, I don't think so.)
The mice appeared last night for their regular meal and darted frantically around on the fence, confused about where their all-you-can-eat buffet had gone. I felt so bad for them I took them five peanuts. "Why would you do that?" Dave asked. But I couldn't let them starve completely! It was less than they'd normally eat, so I'm hoping they'll be inspired to round out their diet elsewhere -- and not in our house. I'm not going to feed them every day. I was just letting them down easy.
We haven't caught any more indoors since I blocked that opening in the closet under the neighbor's stairs. But the traps are still set, should any of them get ideas about becoming domestic mice.