Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the purebred border collie, and here today to show you the three rocks. You may remember me from such posts as “The Flags”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.
You can see that more work was done here, yesterday; those three rocks. The guy I live with said the largest one weighed over 300 pounds. It took him quite a while to wrestle it onto the dolly with the pry bar and grub hoe. He moved so slowly, to avoid hurting himself, that transporting these three rocks, which were hidden under a bunch of Mahonia repens, took him all day.
He said the rocks “echo” the ones along the fence. I guess that makes sense. He said that one area (along the fence) with rocks and the other without any looked unbalanced.
He also said he’s going to sow buffalo grass and blue grama seeds in most of the bare soil you see here; you do that in spring or early summer. Chess, the purebred border collie who lived here before me, showed the method of holding the seeds in place using burlap and landscape pins. I hear that it works pretty well.
The guy I live with says it’s also possible to do “dormant seeding”, later this year, but he’s never tried that, and since the seed is super expensive these days, he’s going to do it the regular way.
I’m kind of excited about all of this because it will mean my Private Lawn, which you can see there, will be almost doubled in size. I like my Private Lawn.
Today, the guy I live with stood and watched butterflies sipping nectar at the big rabbitbrush. This is a monarch. We hardly ever see these.

And, of course, it rained.
The guy I live with made his usual “joke” about failing to go to REI to buy a rubber raft for both of us. It was funny the first time.
Also, I got to try out the new path. You can see one of the three rocks in the distance. Trying out new paths means a lot to a purebred border collie.
I looked at the new grass that was planted where the firepit used to be, and the flagstone that needs to be leveled.
That one pole, a 4×4, with the elephant planter at its base, needs to be straightened, too. The guy I live with said the apple tree pushed it to the east, which is one reason why the fence eventually started to fall apart.
And that brings me to the end of today’s post. It rained a little more while this post was being worked on, but nowhere near the amount of rain we’ve been hoping for.

Until next time, then.
You misspelled “ephelant”.