Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, your popular host, Mani the purebred border collie, here today to tell you about my day guarding the house. You may remember me from such posts as “Unhappy Landings”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.The guy I live with and his friend went to the botanic gardens yesterday, and left me to guard the house. You can see how I do this.
He said that if someone came to the house, I would jump up, hit my head on the ancient Italian green marble tabletop (that’s one of the equally-ancient steel or iron table legs there), and that would be that. I kind of think that that’s the guy I live with thinking about how he would do it. I’m much more coordinated.
Well, so, maybe you noticed that there was a post with a different title yesterday. The pictures in that post were so large it was very difficult to edit them, or whatever it is that gets done to the pictures. So we’re trying this again. The guy I live with resized all the pictures, which was more work than he thought it would be.
The guy I live with said he was really taken with this little section of the garden. He’s tried to grown Rudbeckia triloba, but nothing ever happened. Maybe he should try again. This is the buffalo gourd, Cucurbita foetidissima.There were more pictures but some of them weren’t in focus. It was pretty sunny for a while yesterday, and the guy I live with didn’t have his reading glasses. (He never carries them anywhere.) But that made it hard for him to see if the pictures were in focus.
And I wasn’t left at home for very long.
I’ll leave you with a picture of me walking down a newly-mowed section of the field. The mowed grass is kind of prickly.
That gray mound in the upper left is the big rabbitbrush by the fence in the “way back” in our garden.
Until next time, then.