Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Chess the purebred border collie, here to bring you the latest news from our garden, or, in this case, from Denver Botanic Gardens, where I didn’t get to go, because the guy I live with says the sign there says “No Dogs”, which I think is unenlightened, but what can you do? You may remember me from such DBG-type posts as “Guarding The Fort” and “Home Alone Once Again”, among just a few others.
Here I am in a characteristic at-home pose.Yesterday, or maybe it was the day before, there was a little bit of bulb-planting; just a few daffodils, and the guy I live with soaked them in water for about fifteen minutes before planting them. He says this is a good idea, because here, it takes an awful lot of rain to get down to where the bulbs’ roots are, once they’ve been planted in a loamy type soil, so this gives the bulbs a little bit of a head start.As you can tell by the title of today’s post, the guy I live with left me at home, all by my purebred self, to go to DBG and take some pictures. He took pictures of things he wanted to take pictures of, instead of pictures other people might think he should take pictures of. Like, there were a zillion people there, all to look at the glass. The guy I live with was only interested in plants.
Some other things.
Yesterday, or, again, maybe the day before, there was a terrific sunset, and he took pictures of it. I’ll leave you with the sunset pictures, wishing I had some “as we head off into the sunset” kind of music, but I don’t.
Until next time, then.