I was going to write about our first blanketflower (Gaillardia aristata
) blossom – how each petal unfurled – how the whole flower opened up in a spiral wave, perfect for a time-lapse camera. But instead, something bit off the flower and spit it out. Whatever it was, I hope it leaves the other 6 buds alone.
It looks like a big part of gardening here will be learning to fence things in.
26°C (78.8°F) A quiet evening after a busy day in the yard, digging, mulching and transplanting (butterfly weed (Asclepias tuberosa
)) in our new crescent-moon-shaped bed. It took much longer than I thought it would, and I started late because I hate going through the required ablutions
of sunscreen and bug repellent. Once I’m doused, though, I try to make the most of it – and get about as filthy as humanly possible.