|Gotta love zinnias; unfortunately so do baby Japanese beetles.|
(We don't water the lawns; so far, the rain has cooperated.)
Summer days on Flat Top just kind of unfold. Like today: I didn't plan to have a bonfire on an 84-degree, 95-percent-humidity kind of day. But after we finished our Sunday waffles and walked Nick, I headed to the veggie garden with my clippers and a colander. After snipping a few tomatoes, I noticed flies, which are one of the few kinds of bugs not common here. Then I noticed the stink.
Apparently a two-foot-long black snake (that's non-poisonous, Michiela!) got himself entangled in a pile of plastic netting I have left sitting outside the garden when we started to put up the new permanent fencing. (Thank goodness we don't have dolphins here!) Not sure how long the snake had been there, but long enough to stink, and be rotting from the flies and ants.
So we started a bonfire and got rid of him. And once I had a roaring fire going, there was no more ignoring that box of old receipts Mom gave me to burn. Receipts from as far back as 1990. From Sears. For things like T-shirts. OY.
It started to thunder, then rain, but I just kept on burning. No shortage of downed limbs and such to burn along with the paper.
And so goes a Sunday on Flat Top. (Mason, you ask? He brewed beer, of course.)
|Mandevilla, a rare annual for me. I'm too poor for annuals these days!|
|Chicago Apache daylilies.|
|Love this mix of foliage.|
|My Quick Fire Hydrangea tree.|
|Mason's gladiolas, which desperately need dividing this fall.|
|Two of my nine apples!!|
|My friend Terry gave me these happy lilies!|