Thurs. Sept. 19, 2019: Autumn Equinox in a Few Days

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Thursday, September 19, 2019
Third Quarter Waning Moon in Taurus
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Celtic Tree Month of Vine
Partly cloudy and cool

Not much to say. I’m starting to put the garden to bed for the season. Cutting back. I’ll prune the roses after the first frost. I’m pulling up the tiger lily stalks as soon as the bulbs pull down the chlorophyll. I’ll cut back shrubs and branches and cut down dying vegetation.

By next week, I’ll start raking.

We’re still not sure what’s eating the food I leave on the deck at night. Not sure if it’s the stray cat or something else. I’d like to know.

Some more tomatoes have formed. Let’s hope these actually get to make it to maturity and we can eat them.

We had a few sugar snap peas to harvest, and they were yummy. I’m going to start them earlier next year, and hope for a better harvest.

The morning glories choked the beans, so we didn’t have any.

The zucchini keep blooming, but not forming any zucchini. We have some blossoms on the eggplants, but I think it’s too late for them.

Well, one learns as much from what doesn’t work as what does, I guess.

Monday is the Equinox, and then night begins to win until mid-December.

 

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Thurs. Sept. 12, 2019: Difficult Week

Thursday, September 12, 2019
Second Quarter Waxing Moon In Aquarius
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde

This past week was difficult. Last Saturday, our beloved Lucy died, due to an inoperable liver tumor. Yesterday was the 18th anniversary of 9/11, which hits New Yorkers, Bostonians, and those in DC very hard every year.

Hurricane Dorian gave us a bit of a slap last Friday into Saturday. It wasn’t too bad, although the ferries were cancelled to the islands.

Friday, we harvested all the huge basil plants we’d grown in and around our 120 tomato plants. The ones that were stripped last week. I made a LOT of pesto. It’s really good.

We took in some of the smaller plants. Some of them are done for the season anyway. We took in the hanging decorations.

One of our giant Geraniums blew over and the pot smashed. We don’t have that sized pot, so I’m trying to maneuver it into the closest pot we have in size.

Not a lot of tree limbs down, thank goodness. The leaves are already turning and falling. Rake season will start soon. The idiots with the leaf blowers are roaming around, waving their noisy penis extensions for a couple of hours every day.

I’m going to start cutting things back and putting the yard to bed for winter. Bit by bit, so I’m not overwhelmed just before first frost. It’s made such a huge positive difference to have someone come in and mow.

It never ceases to amaze me how my guy comes in by himself and gets it done in 20 minutes, and it’s perfect. Across the street, they have a yard less than half the size, and it takes 3 guys an hour and a half every week.

I think it’s the coyote who is eating the cat food I leave out on the deck. Which means I’ll stop putting it out. I heard him on Sunday night into Monday. And then, a few hours later, the creepy bird woke me. I’m getting superstitious about both of them, and now stressing about every little thing.

I’m sad and overwhelmed by the events of the past few months. Just sad and overwhelmed.

 

Thurs. Sept. 5, 2019: Unpredictable Gardens

Thursday, September 5, 2019
Waxing Moon First Quarter in Sagittarius
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Celtic Tree Month of Vine
Humid/Tropical Cyclone/Tropical Storm Watch

So, the last two weeks, I’ve been limited in what I can do because of the hand injury.

We also had the heartbreak of coming out on the deck one morning to find that all 120 tomato plants had been stripped of the tomatoes growing on them. No debris anywhere, or signs that they were eaten. Just all gone. I’m very disappointed. I grew most of those tomatoes from seed and had plans for them.

The Rose of Sharon has bloomed beautifully, and the Hibiscus in the back of the yard is finally blooming. The hydrangea on the deck is already done — usually it blooms until the first frost. The Tiger Lilies have come and gone, and most of the chlorophyll is drained back. Early this year.

I pruned the two forsythia bushes in front of the garage. They were out of control. I pruned another bush that was growing quite large in the front bed. I’m waiting until the first frost to cut back the roses. I watered the lawn, and fed it, trying to get it green again (organically).

We saw the little black cat again — she was hiding in the roses. I left food out for her on the back deck, but I’m not sure if she’s eating it, or if it’s someone else. If she’s lost, I want to help her find her way home. If she’s a stray, then she’s welcome to stay, if she wants.

I pulled out the tired pansies in the front and replaced them with yellow large marigolds and yellow chrysanthemums in the front baskets, and red chrysanthemums in the barrel in the front yard. They look nice and cheerful when you drive up. I also replaced the tired old front door mat (which was growing moss — literally) with a cheerful harvest mat. That, and the horn of plenty I have hanging on the front door, and we’re joyfully celebrating the change of season.

Red sky this morning — shepherd’s warning. It’s an eerie light. I think we’ll be spanked by Hurricane Dorian harder than they’ve said.

We may have to bring in all the plants and most of the furniture from the deck. And then decide if it’s worth putting any back out for the last few weeks.

Thank goodness I hired someone to mow, or I’d be even more overwhelmed.

Trudging on, not sure what to do next.

 

Thurs. Aug. 22: On Break

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This photo is by launcalotus21 via pixabay.

It looks a lot like Che Guevera Chipmunk, although Che doesn’t have the gray and the stripes. He’s all rust and white and black.

But he often stands like that and regards me, before waving his little paws in the air, chattering to incite revolution.

I chose the photo because of the face.

Anyway, I’m on a break until the first Thursday in September. I injured my hand. I have to cut back on typing. And not do any gardening.

Sigh. . .

Fri. Aug. 16, 2019: August Garden

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image courtesy of Alexas Fotos via pixabay.com

 

I don’t have any dahlias in my yard (their care intimidates me), but the bees and butterflies are enjoying the other plants.

I think Che Guevera Chipmunk is stealing the tomatoes, because we start getting some turning colors and the next day, they’re gone.

The bunny was there this morning, so at least the fisher didn’t get him.

I’m hoping the fisher got bored and moved on.

The lettuce is just about done. The basil is so out of control, I think I’ll make pesto.

I’m on an antibiotic that reacts with direct sunlight, so I’m grateful we have a covered deck.

What’s new in your garden? I’d love to hear about it in the comments!

Thurs. Aug. 8, 2019: Joy of Red Geraniums

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Thursday, August 8, 2019
Waxing Moon Second Quarter in Scorpio
Jupiter Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Sunny, hot, humid

Our red geraniums are going like gangbusters. To think, the second or third year we lived here, I bought them as small 3-for-$10 plants!

The tomatoes are growing, too. We lost some of them to rot, and some others are starting to get color. Hopefully, we can start enjoying them soon. The cucumbers are growing like wildfire — hopefully we’ll get some cucumbers. The eggplants and peppers look good, but haven’t yet bloomed.

The morning glories are acting like an invasive this year.

Haven’t seen the fisher lately. I worried he’d eaten the bunnies and Che Guevara Chipmunk, but saw both of them a couple of days ago, so they’re safe. I’m letting Tessa out with me on the deck in the mid-afternoon, but not early in the morning or at dusk.

It’s hot and humid, but leaves are starting to turn and fall. The hosta blooms have come and gone (I’ll have to cut them back soon). The basil is huge. The lettuce is almost done.

I have to figure out what to do with the kale soon. Maybe make a ham, white bean, and kale soup and then freeze it for winter?

How is your garden growing?

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Thursday, July 25, 2019: Blooms

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Thursday, July 25, 2019
Waning Moon
Jupiter Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

This photo, of my morning glories, is one of my favorite photos of the season.

My pink hydrangeas are blooming, the morning glories are blooming. The clematis is finished. The pansies and petunias are still doing well.

Our tomatoes are forming, but they aren’t yet red enough to eat.

Everything else is thriving, and it’s a joy to be outside on the deck every day.

We were lucky — the tornado was two towns over, and didn’t hurt anything here.

I have every intention of enjoying every moment I can in the garden and on the deck this summer.

I hope you get a chance to enjoy your garden, too.

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