Sunday, May 22, 2022
No-Mow Most of May
This is one of our climbing hydrangeas, which we've trained to grow up the fences on both sides of the garden. There are two on the fence between us and Mrs. Kravitz, and every year she asks us, "What is that plant?" I've apparently never blogged them before but we've had them for six or seven years.
I spent all day yesterday in the garden, and I have more to do today. I pulled all the forget-me-nots, which had passed their peak and were looking dusty with powdery mildew, and I weeded a bunch of other stuff too.
Oh, and remember "No-Mow May"?
Well, never mind. After I'd neatened up the borders the lawn looked even more terrible, so I wound up just mowing it. I left those patches of daisies and several ragworts, which will bloom yellow later in the summer. We have plenty of undergrowth for the insects. (See Olga in the background on the right?)
And that's pretty much all that's happened around here, unless you want to hear about me doing laundry or cleaning the carpet in the dining room, which I'm sure you don't.
I'm reading a book called "The Believer" by Sarah Krasnostein, which is an exploration of belief -- people who believe in the paranormal, for example, or believe in the literal truth of the Bible. People who believe against all objective and scientific evidence. It's non-fiction and it's interesting -- a very different book. I'm hoping to make more headway in that today.