We are finally having some inclement weather -- gusty winds and spatters of rain. Not really showers, which we need, but it's better than nothing. The winds have been blowing the loose petals out of the cherry trees, which are finishing up their blooming cycle, and there are big pink drifts on the sidewalks.
The primroses on our front porch have been looking fairly sad lately, so I walked up to Homebase yesterday morning and picked up a few trays of annuals. I also got a hanging basket of those "Night Sky" petunias I like, with the dark purple petals speckled with white, star-like dots.
On the way to Homebase, as I was passing the railroad tracks, I saw this:
I've seen similar "locks of love" in various famous places around the world, but I don't ever recall finding them in my own neighborhood. What does it say about a relationship when someone puts locks on a crap piece of fencing along the railroad tracks behind Homebase? I believe they're in Korean. Maybe Vivian can translate.
Anyway, this is the front porch now -- a pot of marigolds and something called Mimulus, or monkeyflower, which I've never bought before.
Here's a monkeyflower close-up. I also bought some gazanias for the back garden because I was so happy with the ones we got last summer. I didn't throw away the primroses because they'll bloom again next year -- I just moved them to the back patio.
I took Olga to the Heath in the afternoon, but she wasn't super-energetic and we didn't do our full Heath walk -- just a bit of rambling through the woods on the West Heath. We've run out of her anti-inflammatory meds so I think her arthritis is bothering her a bit.
If you're ready for the most boring one-minute Olga video in the world, you can watch her lying in the leaves and keeping an eye on things, above. Fair warning -- there's a bit of barking at the end, so adjust your volume accordingly!