It is filling in around Tiny House Ontario quite a lot more since we put the garden in. I guess I will have to pull out some of the surrounding plants.
From just about fifteen feet away one can hardly find the raised garden.
Can you find it?
It is filling in around Tiny House Ontario quite a lot more since we put the garden in. I guess I will have to pull out some of the surrounding plants.
From just about fifteen feet away one can hardly find the raised garden.
Can you find it?
There was a little rain last night which brought cooler air with it. The comfy rainy morning sleep made me stay in bed just a little longer. Rudigrrrr Wolf woke me by barking and jumping on my head. I knew that he had to go badly to the bathroom, so I pushed my groggy head up and off the pillow. Pulled myself up, shuffled over to the stairs and leaned to pick him up and carry him downstairs. When I lifted him up, he started to pee. He peed over the floor, the stairs, the other dogs and me. Poor Bad Little Wolf waited a bit to long to wake me up.
So, I had to wash the dogs a little, and because I was already bugging them I decided I would clip their nails and put on their Sentinal since these are things that they hate and I thought I would bug them once large instead of three times small. I also put my jammies and towels into a laundry bag and bring them to be washed. I decided to throw them in at Liisa’s. She is at work. When I arrived there, two nice juicy piles of cat vomit where there waiting for me, one on the entryway mat and one on the way to the laundry room. So I cleaned that up. Well, I picked up the vomit off the door mat and floor and threw the mat outside for Liisa to deal with.
Then I drove to town to get dog food. I arrived at 9:30 am to do a bit of on line stuff, check my bank account and found that $400 was taken for a “loan payment” from my account. FFS! What a morning!
Visibly freaked out, I ran to the bank only to find that the money that I thought had been stolen was simply a little extra transfer that I had made to the mortgage and they changed the way that they code it. Nothing missing but my pride, since I went in there at about a billion miles an hour with my freak on – heart pacing…
So what I am saying is that it is not yet noon, and I have been yelled at, jumped on, peed on, vomited for, robbed and humiliated. I wonder how the rest of the day will unfold?
Too funny to keep to myself.
Here are the rainy lovely morning trees. Peace out…
The weather here is unseasonably warm. Perfect weather for a mid day siesta with the gang. 41 with the humidex. There is just enough room here for me. I am taking it for the second day in a row.
Unlike the old adage, I do not fear fleas. Fur up my nose, that is my biggest concern.
When we were removing the Ant Tree, I noticed that we were being invaded! Apparently buckthorn is not just isolated in Southern Ontario. We have scads of them!
I yanked out about 100 of the smallish ones after the rain and chopped down another 25 big ones even though I know that they will come right back up from the trunk. Just like any invasive species, they are hardy here.
Sadly, we have both the common as well as the glossy leaf. Even more sadly is that they still allow these to be sold at nurseries. Like most invasive species, these plants take hold and choke out indigenous plants.
Here is a photo.
The high winds that we had at Tiny House Ontario the other day made it apparent to us the the Ant Tree was about to come down. It sloped over at least two feet off centre straight toward the house, so my husband and I decided to take a proactive stance and take her down.
I took a notch out on the North West side of the tree and then my husband cut the other side while I pushed it away from the house. It worked!
It also fell onto the dead apple and took a big chunk of this down too, so my husband also removed this.
It looks a little more open. I get a lot more light and I think it is nicer without the huge dead tree. Still I will miss seeing the woodpeckers.