Hello everyone; yes, once again it is I, Chess the amazing purebred border collie, here to bring you the latest news from our garden. You may remember me from such memorable posts as “After The Solstice” and “The Awful Smell”, among so many, many others.
This morning, the guy I live with could not figure out why the kitchen clock was an hour behind his cell phone clock, and the laptop clock. (Laptop clock, laptop clock. I like that.) He thought and thought. “What are the chances that the power went off exactly one hour ago?” (That was him thinking.)
It finally dawned on him, the way things do in the morning, and he set the kitchen clock to the right time.
Then he went downstairs to turn on the lights over the cactus seedlings, and saw this. He knew I didn’t do it, because I don’t do things like this.He was steamed, unlike the carpet. (I’m pretty funny this evening, huh?) That carpet, unlike the one you see me on all the time, is the one that was here when my mommy and the guy I live with moved into the house.
Anyway, to back up a bit, yesterday afternoon the guy I live with said that there was “definite chewing” going on in the kitchen. I was asleep so didn’t notice. He pulled out the refrigerator, with a lot of effort, smashing his fingers in the process and waking me up. There were the remains of a cracker behind the refrigerator. (Don’t look at me.) He vacuumed all that up, pushed the refrigerator back into place (he didn’t know until then that it rolled), and put the two fancy “mouseproof” blocker things on either side of the refrigerator.
I should mention that, as this is being typed, a mouse ran into the kitchen from outside. The back door is open, because it was a gorgeous day.
So, he figured that one mouse would be caught in the Tin Cat last night, but actually there were two. “The mystery deepens,” he said. It does.
Okay, now for some gardening stuff. It was a beautiful day today, so much so that the guy I live with didn’t even have to wear a jacket or the grubby old sweatshirt he wears. Just a t-shirt. (And pants of course.) He moved a bunch of agaves, which probably accounts for why they never get very large. He cut down some stuff, and took pictures.
This is Crocus ancyrensis ‘Golden Bunch’ again. Those are cactus and the leaves of Yucca rupicola. The reticulate irises are blooming and he’s very excited. (They’re called that because of the covering they have on their bulbs, or something.) This morning he saw the purple and it made him really happy. I was already happy so that made two of us.
This is Iris reticulata ‘Lovely Liza’. Iris hyrcana. Remember me telling about the land of wolves and all that? Iris kopetdaghensis. So now he’s all “I have irises blooming” and stuff. Which is fine with me.
Until next time, then.