Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, Mani the getting-huger-every-day purebred border collie, filling in for the guy I live with, and here, this time, mostly to talk about me. You may remember me from such posts as “The Ugly Garden”, among an increasingly large number of others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose. I do know that my nose is slightly dirty. There’s a lot of dirt out in back, and I like to stick my nose in it. 
Since we don’t have a bunch of garden pictures, how about another one of me? This is me trying to hide from the camera.
This one is pretty good too.
Anyway, remember that it was raining pretty much constantly for over a week here? Well, last Saturday it rained, and then it started to snow. Everyone in Denver was like, “It’s the end of the world”, but it snows in May here all the time, and when I woke up on Sunday, it was a winter wonderland. 
I thought it was really excellent. Much, much better than rain. For one thing, it’s fun to eat.
The snow was gone by the end of the day and things were more or less back to normal by Monday morning. 
That didn’t mean that the guy I live with raced out and started gardening; just the opposite. He mostly sits around and drinks coffee and water, and plays with me when he thinks I need playing with, which is most of the time.
Speaking of that, yesterday I got to go to Puppy Day Care, which is at the same place as the Bad Place, though it turned out this time instead of getting stuck with needles and poked and prodded, I got to play with a bunch of other puppies all day long. I played and played. There was this one puppy, with really short legs, which I was told was called a basset hound (the guy I live with said it probably came from the French meaning “low”) and I really liked playing with the basset hound. When the guy I live with came to get me, I said goodbye to the basset hound, and I got my report card, with pretty good grades, or so I hear.
The guy I live with said he was able to move a bunch of seed pots while I was away. He said that he had this freedom to do all this stuff, without my “help”, but then at some time in the afternoon he got all teary and started to miss me a lot, but that’s the kind of person he is, I guess. I was really tired when I got home.
Here are the seed pots in shade, and none of these has any germinated seeds in them. He says that’s okay. Oh, and if you’re wondering, that’s Nedgehog, my toy hedgehog there. It’s not like some weird giant bug or anything. 
The seed pots in sun all have seedlings in them, and I think you can see some of them.
Right across the path from the patio where these seed frames are, the evening primrose, Oenothera caespitosa, is blooming. It started night before last, I think. It blooms at night and smells like lemons.
So that’s pretty much it. It snowed, we didn’t do much, and then I went to Puppy Day Care, and now I’m home. The guy I live with says I can go next week if I want to, and I think I do.
Until next time, then.
the miserable gardener 