a drippy day

Hello everyone; once again it is I, Chess the purebred border collie, here to bring you the latest news from our garden. You may remember me from such weather-related posts as “Drip Drop Drip Drop” and “Snow On My Nose”, among so many, many others.

Here I am in an extremely damp, yet noble, pose.14041306There really isn’t a whole lot going on right now, because it’s raining or snowing, depending upon what minute you go out and check, but that never stopped us from posting before. I really like weather like this, but the guy I live with says it’s “too drippy”.

I got to go on my morning walk, in the rain and snow, of course, and I had a good time. You can also see that the canal has water in it now.14041302I needed a biscuit after my walk. Doesn’t it look like I do? (You can see some biscuit pieces on the little rug there, but those were from before. The other rug was being washed.)14041304Here’s a picture of the drippy garden from the upstairs window.14041305Here’s Squirrel eating seed. I don’t know the name of this one, so I call him Squirrel. He has his own personal umbrella, as you can see. 14041310And here’s me being cute. It isn’t all that hard for me, really. That’s the kitchen rug on the chair there, after it got washed. The guy I live with shampooed the carpet the other day, but that was the other day, and today is today. That’s the way we have to look at things. 14041309Well, so, the biscuit pieces got vacuumed up, and the rug went back in its place on the kitchen floor, and so practically everything is back to normal now. The guy I live with says he might do something with seeds today, but I bet nothing gets done, which is okay, too. 14041311I’ll leave you with a little movie we made about the weather, and how drippy it is, and kind of gloomy, too, but, as the guy I live with would say in one of his more philosophical moments, good for the garden.

Until next time, then.

 

 

 

 

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why is the sauce green?

Hello everyone; once again it is I, Chess the purebred border collie, here to bring you the latest and most up-to-date news in our garden. You may remember me from such amazing posts as “Slush Fun” and “Gardening In The Snow”, among so many, many amazing others.

Here I am in a characteristic pose. That’s one of my toys, there. 14041210It’s supposed to snow, tonight and tomorrow, and snow a lot. That’s okay by me, but the guy I live with would rather have rain. But then he would have to cover the seed frames with window screen, to prevent “drippage”, and snow doesn’t do that, it just sort of falls on the seed pots, but on the other hand, it can break branches and do all sorts of other stuff, so, well, oh, I don’t really care, I’m a purebred border collie who goes with the flow, and here’s another picture of me instead of hearing the guy I live with complain.14041207Not really a whole lot went on today. The guy I live with hauled a bunch of rocks, even though he keeps saying he’s done hauling rocks, he still hauls them. The front yard is full of rocks now.

He had to do some cooking, since there supposedly wasn’t any food in the house. Of course there was, but mostly just cookies, and I don’t want him eating my biscuits. He made badami murgh, which if you aren’t familiar with it, is Indian almond chicken, and you know that scene in “Raiders of the Lost Ark” (which by the way has been totally spoiled for the guy I live with by Amy Farrah Fowler) where John Rhys-Davies looks down into the Well of Souls and says “Indy, why does the floor move?” My mommy would come up and see what he was cooking and say things like that. “Why is the sauce green?” (I don’t think it looks so green, but he says it is.)14041201“Why is the sauce green?” Why? 14041202And after the cilantro and ground spices were folded in.14041203It reminded me of the time my mommy was sitting in her chair at the table and looked at her dinner and said, “I’m afraid of my food.”

I’m not having any, that’s for sure. The guy I live with, who is not to be trusted in such matters, said “It wasn’t all that hot”.

Um, let’s see. Oh. Me again. 14041208Now, before it snows and the guy I live with gets all “I hate snow” on me and stuff, here are the miniature beavertails I said I might show, and so I am now. They’re in pots until the snow melts, which it probably all will on Monday.

Opuntia basilaris

Opuntia basilaris

A couple of corydalis, too. Forms of Corydalis solida. He has to sit on the path in the south rock garden, which is called Mount Zot for very obscure reasons, to take these pictures.

Harkov

Harkov

Purple Beauty

Purple Beauty

That’s it for today, I’m sure. If there was something really interesting, I guess I’ve forgotten what it was, and I know the guy I live with has forgotten. 14041209

 

Until next time, then.

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