I so envy you your patch of 30 ft tall trees and nature all around. Sigh. I miss my wooded acreage in CA. Here I worry about our small stands of oak and cedar....they suffer through the droughts of summer and through the ice of February. My few hardy plants die a bit more every year. The lantana which is native to TX comes back in the spring with enough rain to bloom again. The succulents require waterings much more frequently at 105+ for days in a row. I do love the birds - blue jays, cardinals, painting buntings, doves, sparrows and starlings and a few I have no idea yet! The does have had their fawns - I fed carrots to 6 fawns and 5 does last night!! I fill their water pans twice a day. They have no more green grass to eat - it is all crispy and that CA golden. We bought a watermelon today - some for us, but mostly for the deer families. I should be happy though - I only see trees out the north side of the house; no houses, they are blocked by trees. They are there if you look for them which I don't! I do miss going out on my deck to enjoy my morning cup of coffee or evening tea when it is 104 now at 9 pm still and 87 in the am, it is just not so enjoyable. Enjoy the beauty around you. And I will continue to enjoy what I have here! When I think about the folks who are inside the city with only concrete and houses and freeways all around, I am thankful for what I have. Then my little 1/2 acre seems much larger and has more beauty. And who knows someday we might just show up on Whidbey again to take in the beauty of the island and your awesome homestead. Gosh now you know why you don't see comments from me very often. I feel compelled to write a book!! LOL
I love my trees, and I know you must miss yours. It's the one thing (besides my fabulous studio) that I would miss if I left this house. I can't begin to imagine 104+ degree days. I get hot at 75. We are having the driest summer I can remember in a long time. The area I've been working in used to still be wet in July. It is so dry the weeds pull right out, mostly without even using my weeding tool. As you can see from the picture with Bambi, the deer still have grass to eat. Also my croccosmias and sedums. Oh well. Now, if only they ate horsetails!
He (or she) was very bold. His mother was a little way away, and he just stood there watching me. I love the little spotty babies. Not so much when they eat my maple trees. I feel like I should;d put some water out for them. It's been so dry.
Most definitely if you can put some water out for them ❤️ my mom has woods surrounding her condo - she has been doing the same- putting water out for the birds & the deer & whatever else is in the woods ❤️
Damn, you are such a great writer. You need to send this piece to gardening magazines. What a wonderful tribute to gardening and friendship. I have tears.
I have never seen horsetails.
What a wonderful way to remember your gardening friends.
And sweet liddle Bambi. Yep, some water is called for.
There have been Pookies sighted farther north up the island from here. I can only hop that one will come down this far. Be glad you've never seen horsetails. They can come up through asphalt. Actually, as invasive weeds go, they are not the worst. a least they don't have sharp thorns or stinging juices. Of course we have those plants too!
It is a precious text of remembrance and farewell to those who are no longer with us. I think it takes away the sadness we feel when remembering loved ones. At least I feel that way. Thank you for these words.
It is like that for me too. I live in a house nestled in the trees and it's pretty quiet here, mostly. I can almost hear my friends talking to me. Annie C is complementing me on my pruning decisions, Anne D is noting the colors that I put together, and Fran is raising her eyebrow and asking if I'm sure I want to plant that particular thing right there. It is a comfort. a bit bittersweet, but definitely a comfort.
Thanks for sharing the pictures of your land and neighbor. 🦌🌲. Sad about being the sole survivor of a group of friends. But love the souvenirs and memories they left behind.
I so envy you your patch of 30 ft tall trees and nature all around. Sigh. I miss my wooded acreage in CA. Here I worry about our small stands of oak and cedar....they suffer through the droughts of summer and through the ice of February. My few hardy plants die a bit more every year. The lantana which is native to TX comes back in the spring with enough rain to bloom again. The succulents require waterings much more frequently at 105+ for days in a row. I do love the birds - blue jays, cardinals, painting buntings, doves, sparrows and starlings and a few I have no idea yet! The does have had their fawns - I fed carrots to 6 fawns and 5 does last night!! I fill their water pans twice a day. They have no more green grass to eat - it is all crispy and that CA golden. We bought a watermelon today - some for us, but mostly for the deer families. I should be happy though - I only see trees out the north side of the house; no houses, they are blocked by trees. They are there if you look for them which I don't! I do miss going out on my deck to enjoy my morning cup of coffee or evening tea when it is 104 now at 9 pm still and 87 in the am, it is just not so enjoyable. Enjoy the beauty around you. And I will continue to enjoy what I have here! When I think about the folks who are inside the city with only concrete and houses and freeways all around, I am thankful for what I have. Then my little 1/2 acre seems much larger and has more beauty. And who knows someday we might just show up on Whidbey again to take in the beauty of the island and your awesome homestead. Gosh now you know why you don't see comments from me very often. I feel compelled to write a book!! LOL
Ha ha!
I love my trees, and I know you must miss yours. It's the one thing (besides my fabulous studio) that I would miss if I left this house. I can't begin to imagine 104+ degree days. I get hot at 75. We are having the driest summer I can remember in a long time. The area I've been working in used to still be wet in July. It is so dry the weeds pull right out, mostly without even using my weeding tool. As you can see from the picture with Bambi, the deer still have grass to eat. Also my croccosmias and sedums. Oh well. Now, if only they ate horsetails!
LOL "if only they ate horsetails!" They eat everything here if it isn't on the deck or in hanging baskets from the trees! Oh well, gotta love nature!
I love your visitor! What a beauty ❤️
He (or she) was very bold. His mother was a little way away, and he just stood there watching me. I love the little spotty babies. Not so much when they eat my maple trees. I feel like I should;d put some water out for them. It's been so dry.
Most definitely if you can put some water out for them ❤️ my mom has woods surrounding her condo - she has been doing the same- putting water out for the birds & the deer & whatever else is in the woods ❤️
Damn, you are such a great writer. You need to send this piece to gardening magazines. What a wonderful tribute to gardening and friendship. I have tears.
I have never seen horsetails.
What a wonderful way to remember your gardening friends.
And sweet liddle Bambi. Yep, some water is called for.
Do you have Pookies around where you live?
Your area looks like the forest primeval.
❤️🐼
There have been Pookies sighted farther north up the island from here. I can only hop that one will come down this far. Be glad you've never seen horsetails. They can come up through asphalt. Actually, as invasive weeds go, they are not the worst. a least they don't have sharp thorns or stinging juices. Of course we have those plants too!
This.
It is a precious text of remembrance and farewell to those who are no longer with us. I think it takes away the sadness we feel when remembering loved ones. At least I feel that way. Thank you for these words.
It is like that for me too. I live in a house nestled in the trees and it's pretty quiet here, mostly. I can almost hear my friends talking to me. Annie C is complementing me on my pruning decisions, Anne D is noting the colors that I put together, and Fran is raising her eyebrow and asking if I'm sure I want to plant that particular thing right there. It is a comfort. a bit bittersweet, but definitely a comfort.
Thanks for sharing the pictures of your land and neighbor. 🦌🌲. Sad about being the sole survivor of a group of friends. But love the souvenirs and memories they left behind.
I won't say if the trees talk back to me when I talk to them...