Hello everyone; yes, once again it is I, Chess the purebred border collie, here to tell you all about my day. You may remember me from such delightful and excellent posts as “He Fixes Something” and “The Mysteries Of Life”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose.
I was wondering what the guy I live with was doing downstairs in the laundry room. He was checking on the little plants of Fremontodendron californicum that he grew from seed.
The reason there are only two seedlings is “due to misadventure”, according to the guy I live with, who said there were many more last August, but things happen, you know. He says it’s interesting that the seeds are winter hardy, because he started these by sowing them outdoors last winter, and a whole bunch of them came up in the spring. This is what’s left.
Believe it or not, that’s the only gardening-type thing that happened today. He looked at seedlings. He does that a lot, and wonders why they’re growing so slowly.
It was windy all day long, it felt a little like spring, and the snow has been melting pretty quickly. Except in our yard, where the “melt-proof” snow fell. Or so says the guy I live with. There was a mountain wave cloud because of the wind rippling over the mountain tops to the west of us. The lower cloud is a typical mountain wave one.
We went on our walk. It was really windy, and I liked that. The blue house off to the right is our house.
He went out into the garden to take pictures, but this was the only good one. You can probably tell why.
He took pictures of the mountain wave as it dissipated, and the sun went behind the mountains. (I know the sun doesn’t really go behind the mountains.) You can really see how the cloud at the bottom looks like it’s being blown by the wind, which, of course, it is.
And that was our day. Oh, well, we almost had a visitor earlier in the day, but the sliding glass door was closed. The glass is really scratched because my grandpa Flurry used to scratch the glass a lot. And the guy I live with says there are “nose prints” on the glass, but that’s kind of getting away from what I was talking about, which was our almost-visitor. The cord is for the birdbath heater, by the way.
That really is all there is for today.
Until next time, then.
the miserable gardener 