the project

Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the tiny purebred border collie, though really I’m not all that tiny and am kind of huge, filling in for the guy I live with, and here to bring you the latest and greatest news from our garden. You may remember me from such posts as “The Star Student”, among so many, many others.

Here I am in a characteristic pose. 15082701aEars slightly back, as you may notice. Rather noble, don’t you think?

Maybe you’d like to see another picture of me, looking kind of wistful or something.15082702Once again, not much has been going on, but in the middle of all this nothing going on, the guy I live with decided to fix the fence on the south side of the house. This meant moving six or seven troughs, each of which, he claimed, weighed three hundred pounds, and he moved them all without running over my feet. Amazing, huh.

The troughs had been there for years, all in a row, on cinder blocks, but the guy I live with said they were too hard to keep watered, and the fence was leaning over them so much that it looked completely ridiculous.

He put up a four-by-four but couldn’t get it completely upright, so it leans a little, too. He said that was okay. All the pickets were falling to pieces and so they got replaced. The guy I live with said that the fence work done in this neighborhood, when it was built way back when, was not exactly quality work.

There’s going to be a garden there, now. This area is unbearably hot in the summer. 15082703Today he put in another four-by-four and this one is completely upright. I know, because I made sure it was.15082704The guy I live with says that autumn is drawing, well, he said “nigh”, but I think he means closer. I don’t know what “autumn” is. I guess I’ll find out. I hope it’s nothing scary.

The first colchicum:15082706And of course I’ve been going on my walks. That’s me on the end of the long leash, if you didn’t know. I like to make a game of trying to get the walking harness on, which the guy I live with finds moderately annoying, so of course it’s fun. 15082707On one part of our walk is the native marigold, Dyssodia papposa. It’s not much to look at, but the guy I live with says it smells just like a marigold. He likes the smell of marigolds.15082710The guy I live with says that he used to walk down the creek path with the border collie who lived here before me, whose name was Chess (maybe you knew him), but that last summer they didn’t walk there very much, and so the trail is overgrown, but that when the grass dries down we’ll blaze a new trail, so I can walk all the way down and back. It sounds pretty good to me. I’ve been part way down, but it was hard to walk, because of all the grass.

There was water in the creek for a while this spring, and I got to splash in it. The creek is on the left, and winds behind that first tree there, and then goes south. It comes from the mountains. 15082709I guess that’s it for today. You can see that the guy I live with has been really busy, which is good, because otherwise he says his mind will start to crumble, and I wouldn’t want that. I’ve been equally busy, but doing other stuff. You know, the kind of stuff you would do if you were an eight-month-old purebred border collie. 15082708

 

Until next time, then.

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who chewed the hose?

Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the fairly small purebred border collie, filling in for the guy I live with, who’s mad at me anyway, and here to bring you up to date on my adventures in the garden, as well as some work that’s been done, but not by me. You may remember me from such equally adventurous posts as “The Upended Breakfast”, among so many, many others.

Here I am in a characteristic pose. The stock tank is empty, and I don’t know why.15082005The name of the artemisia behind me is ‘Silver Frost’, in case you wanted to know. It spreads underground, which is kind of creepy if you ask me.

Quite a few things have happened lately. We had terrific thunder and lightning in the middle of the night, twice, which is supposedly rare. It even rained here a bit, though not hugely a lot. One time it rained earlier at night, fairly rainingly, but it only lasted for a few minutes.

The guy I live with got a bunch of bulbs in the mail and planted them, while I watched. It wasn’t all that interesting, really.

Then, maybe at night, which is when I claim it probably happened, someone chewed through the hose. The guy I live with got extremely angry when he saw this. So he fixed the hose, with a hose-fixer deal, and then discovered, when he turned on the hose to test it, that it had been chewed in another place, and so he got even angrier. I insisted I didn’t know who did this, but I knew who the guy I live with suspected.  15082003Well, whatever, right? A chewed hose, no big deal.

And I went to Day Care, and came home with a good report card. The guy I live with let out a hearty guffaw when I saw the business about “coming when called”.

Meanwhile, though, he moved a bunch of troughs, out to the “trough patio” which was built just for that purpose. Built about eight years ago, I understand. 15082004And he did some stuff on the south side of the house, cutting down a dead incense cedar (Calocedrus decurrens) which had been here for about fifteen years but hated the cold snap last November, and died because of it. Then today he went out and came back again and put up this fence. You can see the other dead cedar still standing. For now, anyway.

I had to inspect the work and I guess it’s okay. 15082001That’s pretty much it, for now. We generally don’t do a whole lot around here, but all of a sudden there’s been this burst of activity which I find a little mysterious. Maybe it’s some kind of sign.

I’ll let you go with that thought.

 

Until next time, then.

 

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