Retired :-) Time is the Gold
- Jan 24, 2013
My sister visited me last Friday and cleaned me out of ripe tomatoes. That's okay. She picked up two new Dachshunds to replace the two that her son took with him in July when he moved a 1,000 miles away. One is a tiny puppy (just weaned) and the other is 10 months old that the breeder just had and the pup needed a good home. The older pup was returned to them because the owner couldn't take care of the dog. So, they did the best thing and returned to the breeder who has contacts. They should liven up my Sister and Husband's lives again as they were missing the two that departed.
I'm hoping the two new tomato plants do okay. They just started to blossom. I avoided buying the really big plants that already had fruit on them. I guess the next garden project will be onions in the new containers probably in a month or so.
Staging tomato plants and sharing the abundance works so well when there can be so much fruit all ripening at once. Daisy sure likes the sharing aspect. Next year I am going to work smarter with the tomatoes I plant.
Here's Daisy with her nose checking out the early girls on the porch. The tomatoes in the veg garden are fruiting beautifully as well, huge plants.
Path to the veg garden on the hill is crispy crunchy underfoot due to the dry weather - perfect holiday weather to be fair. I am watering almost daily. Large swaths of tall grasses are flattened - by the wild turkeys I suspect. They continue to make their dust bath indentations in any new dig where the soil is exposed.
Black currants are juicy and delicious and not as appealing to the birds as I thought - but of course I am feeding only sunflower seeds for the finches now as well and the berry lovers like the robins and cedar waxwings must be finding lots of food elsewhere - away from the nut with the camera.
Scarlet runner pole beans are coming along - but I don't think they can thrive in the constant heat and uv from the full West exposure, not even in shaded pots.
22-rimfire Dachshunds running with their long ears in the wind - well it's just a heartwarming sight. I get why your sister would miss, and so replace, that pair. When my dad died, I took on his dog, a Dachshund, a long-haired mini, as I had promised him. She blended in with the two spaniels and the one border collie cross that I had at that time. She just put smiles in every day.