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. You may remember me from such posts as “Another New Toy”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.You can see that we got three pumpkins, just to get into the spirit of the season, and you can also see what’s happened to them. It didn’t take very long for this to happen. The guy I live with said it would, and was hoping it might, so he could post funny pictures on Facebook, but I think the pictures would not look out of place here, as well. Proof of guilt, you might say.
It was in the seventies (Fahrenheit, of course) today, with fourteen percent humidity, so, if you have an idea of how the weather around here goes, naturally, it’s supposed to snow tomorrow.
Meanwhile the garden is looking pretty autumnal. There are snowdrops up:and the vine maple, Acer circinatum, is looking pretty good. This “tree” is about twenty years old and never grows much taller than this.There are leaves everywhere.You see those round rocks there? They’ve been there for a while. There is a reason for this. Not a mystical reason, but because they remind the guy I live with of a pleasant picture in The American Woman’s Garden. (He has The American Man’s Garden, too, and maybe both the English ones.) He thought a pile of rocks on the side of the path would look good here, too.
You can see the golden leaves from the honey locust all over the garden on the south side. The cottonwood out in the field is still spectacular.Some crocuses in the “way back”. A bunny chomped on a few of them. I thought bunnies had been scared out of the back yard, but I guess not. Those are leaves from the apple tree.Well, not only are there leaves rustling in the wind, making things very seasonal indeed, but then, the other day, the guy I live with got a total case of the creeps. I didn’t notice this, but I did notice him getting the case of the creeps.
He looked at the pictures before going out there. He asked me to go with him. I’m not sure what I was supposed to do in case it was something terrifying from an unknown dimension, except maybe run back inside the house, into my fort, while the guy I live disappeared into a vortex, and became just a tiny voice crying for help, but he said the two of us together could take on anything.
I didn’t have a chance to look over my contract before going out there, to see if this was included in my duties, but the guy I live with assured me it was. He said we take care of each other. I knew that was true, but I didn’t recall reading anything about encountering a nameless horror.
I thought it might be a good idea to look at the picture again. This time with the auto levels enhanced, in Photoshop.This really did not look like the sort of thing a purebred border collie ought to investigate. It seemed to me that lying in my kitchen fort, with my Lamb Chop next to me, and watching the guy I live with go out there, would fulfill any contractual obligation I might have.
The guy I live with reminded me that I often go out into the far corner of the yard, in the Employees Only section, to bark at things late at night, and that he doesn’t like going anywhere near that corner of the yard at night.
That was different.
“Just a trick of the light”, he said. “Nothing to be afraid of.”
Right. So that was that.
We did have an excellent sunset this evening, to make up for all that silliness.That’s it for me, for today. I guess I’m going to have to review my contract, just in case anything else like this happens.
Until next time, then.