November 14, 2016

November garden

Bit by bit I have been cleaning out the garden. Some plants are way overdue, and scorpacciatta is a good thing: eat-what-is-in-season-until-you-are-sick-of-it. I guess that's what happened to the zucchini.

But we have not yet had any frost, unlike last year, and some of the tomatoes are still going strong. All four of them are long in the tooth with some virus, but I pick a bowl of these about every other day. I will leave them until the frost kills.

It is always a sad occasion to pull up the summer garden: plants have given their all and we have had a good garden. Usually optimism for next year's growing takes over, but somehow, this year, I find it difficult to shake this heavy feeling of gloom.

October 16, 2016

A mystery

What happened here? How did this mouse baby get perched on top of the ceramic roadrunner?

The roadrunner was put in a very large pot on our front porch as the flowers that were planted there initially were washed out. The roof line of our house is such that all rainwater accumulates over the front door and pours into the pot. It is the only flaw the house has.

My only guess is that this little mouse fell out of a nest that maybe on the roof. He fell onto soft dirt and must have climbed onto the roadrunner head. It is not looking good for survival but I moved him to a safer and less-exposed place in the nearby, well-protected, rose garden.

September 7, 2016

The sky is falling ...

TS Newton has moved from Mexico into southern Arizona and with it a lovely steady soaking rain and no wind. What is not to love for a desert dweller?

Emma totally disagrees with rain being a good thing. On our morning walk, when it was still a drip rather than rain, she gave me this: what ?! a walk? but it is r-a-i-n-i-n-g, with a shake of the body and paws at the face. I told her that when we lived in Oregon the dogs had their own stack of towels and they were dried off four times a day.

We enjoyed a leisurely breakfast with all doors and windows open and watched the hummingbirds at the feeders. It is not yet slowing them down. A relaxed indoor day for us.