Thurs. Aug. 22: On Break


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


image courtesy of Alexas Fotos via


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


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?


Thursday, July 25, 2019: Blooms


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.

Thurs. July 18, 2019: Growing Season

Thursday, July 18, 2019
Third Quarter Moon in Aquarius
Jupiter Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Celtic Tree Month of Holly
Rainy, hot, humid

Things are growing. The morning glories are finally starting to bloom. The Etoile Clematis is gorgeous.

We have quite a few sungold tomatoes on the vine. I hope they start turning colors soon, so we can eat them.

The lettuce is nearly finished, the herbs are doing well, the rest of the tomatoes are getting blossoms.

The tiger lilies and shasta daisies are blooming.

There was a gorgeous green hummingbird drinking from the hosta blooms the other day. I adore hummingbirds.

We don’t have any Queen Anne’s Lace or Feverfew this year. We had so much the past two years, and I miss them.

We’re in for a hot, humid patch, which I’m not looking forward to, but the plants need it.

I’m longing for a place I own, so that I can set up permanent gardens and build them, year-to-year, the way I want them.

How are your gardens growing?

Thurs. July 11, 2019: Watching the Garden Grow

Thursday, July 11, 2019
Waxing Moon 2nd Quarter Scorpio
Jupiter Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Celtic Tree Month of Holly
Hot, humid, misty

It’s been a few weeks since I posted.

First, I want to say how much stress has be removed from my life by hiring someone to mow. I wish I’d done it years ago!

The tomatoes are doing well. Even the late-transplanted ones are steadying and growing. The basil’s going like gangbusters, and is potent.

I’ve been posting photographs on Instagram @devonellingtonwork, if you’re interested.

I found weird little gold shiny bugs on the morning glories. They look like teeny, tiny, shimmering gold snails. They have black wings. Anyone know what they are?

Eggplants and peppers are doing well. The kale and argula and lettuce are thriving, and we’re eating it.

I was late planting the bush beans, peas, snow peas, zucchini, cucumber, honesty, zinnia, and milkweed, but they’re all coming up. You can practically sit and watch the beans and peas grow moment-by-moment!

Che Guevara Chipmunk is being a major pain in the patootie. He runs around on the deck, burying acorns. Digging up the tender new plants.  I put netting down to thwart him. He’s learned how to peel up some of the corners!

We have three bunnies in residence. They eat and then hang out, relaxing. Because I keep patches of dandelion and purslane in the yard, they leave the plants on the deck alone. It’s delightful to watch them.

Cardinals, mourning doves, blue jays, crows, orioles. Very few nuthatches this year, and I wonder why. A few wrens.

I’m enjoying this very, very much.

The roses are spectacular this year — rugosa and a pale pink that goes everywhere and beach roses. The stella d’oro lilies are gorgeous, and the tiger lilies are getting ready to bloom. The Shasta daisies and hydrangeas are blooming, too.

However, yesterday, it smelled like autumn. The hostas are already blooming — about six weeks early. Leaves are turning and falling. The wildlife scurries around, setting up stores for the winter.

I hope we don’t have snow in August!

Thurs. June 13, 2019: Knowing When To Ask For Help


Thursday, June 13, 2019
Second Quarter Moon in Libra
Jupiter Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Celtic Tree Month of Oak
Rainy and cool

It’s been a chaotic few weeks on all fronts, which, of course, affected the garden.

I finally capitulated, in spite of the shame, both outer and inner, that if I can’t do all the tasks in a yard, I don’t deserve to have one. I hired someone to mow. I’ve hated mowing since I started doing it. I never found my mowing Zen. I’m tired of spending money and spending money and spending money on equipment that works for five minutes and then doesn’t do the job.

Finding the right person was a challenge. After half a dozen bad experiences with rude, arrogant jerks who came in and TOLD me what they were going to do, and how much extra they were going to charge me instead of LISTENING to what I want done, I started asking around for all-female-run landscape services. Nothing really came up when I did an internet search. I put out the question to some organizations with which I’m connected.

In the meantime, I found a list of ten best mowing services in my area on a site called Thumbtack. I contacted a couple on that list. One guy was really nice, responded right away. He listened to what I had to say. He stopped by when he said he would to take walk around. We walked the property, and I told him the back-story on some things I wanted, and where I needed help catching up, and what I would then take on (the beds) once I was caught up. He was very nice, he listened, he didn’t try to shame me or bully me. He offered a fair price to both of us — a little more for the first visit, and then a steady price for subsequent visits. He showed up the very next day and did in an hour what it usually took me several days. I paid him upfront for the first visit — he said he could bill me, but I said I wanted to pay him then and there, since it was our first time working together.

And I’ll see him in two weeks.

It’s such an immense relief, I can’t even find the words.

I can concentrate on getting down fertilizer (I did some of that) and working on the beds. I’ve cleaned out the front beds, and gotten the invasives out of the sides. I’m letting the roses run rampant until they bloom and fade, and then doing a serious prune. I pruned the flowering tree at the front side of the house.

The landlord hasn’t yet gotten anyone in to move the 23-foot tree limb that came down in a storm a few weeks ago, or the tree that’s leaning and concerns me. I tried to move the tree limb myself and couldn’t. The guy who mowed moved it. I got the rest of the brush cleared before he came to mow.

The tomatoes are finally growing up. I still have seedlings to transplant. The kale and mesculin greens are doing well, but none of the spinach came up. The herbs are doing well. The moonflowers and morning glories are coming up. The eggplants are doing well.

The Irises bloomed, and they are beautiful.

I still have to start the beans, the peas, the squash, and the flowers, even though it’s quite late in the season. But it’s just been too cold.

Here’s hoping I can now spend time doing what I enjoy doing in the garden, now that I have someone kind and reliable to mow!

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