Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the purebred border collie, filling in for the guy I live with, and here to bring you the latest news from our garden, on this very beautiful day. You may remember me from such posts as “The Fast Learner”, among so many, many others.
If you couldn’t see me there, this picture is zoomed in.There was a lot of gardening today. That’s because it was seventy-four degrees here (about twenty-three Celsius), sunny, and, well, downright gorgeous. So there really wasn’t any excuse to stay inside and talk about all the things that need to be done in the garden.
Though, as you might be able to guess from the title of today’s post, the guy I live with has a severely lazy streak, and has decided to write a book called How To Avoid Gardening. It might be a best-seller; you never know.
That’s probably enough humor for the day, don’t you think?
We spent quite some time being very still, trying to get pictures of the hummingbirds in the garden. I was less still than the guy I live with, but I wasn’t racing around or anything like that. These are the only pictures that came out even reasonably well.
That’s a male black-chinned hummingbird (Archilochus alexandri). They make a lot of whistling noises as they fly through the garden, and sometimes they fly up really high and then dive-bomb us. Today they were sharing, or sort of sharing, the feeders with a broad-tailed hummingbird.
There aren’t that many flowers for the hummingbirds because it’s been so dry here. They visit this sphaeralcea (S. fendleri), but just to look. Sometimes they look at the Rocky Mountain beeplant, Cleome serrulata (it has another name now, like Peritome or something), but they seem disappointed. Here’s the beeplant with bluebunch wheatgrass (Pseudoregneria spicata). That would be all I have for today, but things happened yesterday, and I’m going to talk about them now, if you don’t mind.
In the afternoon (yesterday) it got really windy. (It was even windier than this, but there weren’t any movies being made then.)
And it sprinkled a little, and then stopped, but then, finally, it did this.
It rained for a couple of hours. It wasn’t a huge amount of rain, but it was “totally excellent” according to the guy I live with.
Until next time, then.