Casper has discovered the fish.
And the fish are surely aware of him. They’re huddled up against the wall of the pot, motionless, where he can’t see them.
I like having both the fish and the snails in there, but I can see it’s definitely going to mean more maintenance on my part. Going to need to scoop gunk off the bottom more often, and remove plant overgrowth. However, everyone likes looking at the fish, cats and people. I’m happy with the tradeoff.
Went outside for the first time in a couple of weeks. I’d been trying to take Casper out for a while every morning. It’s usually cool enough to be nice for a couple of hours in the morning. But it’s heated up and gotten really humid for the past couple of weeks so I haven’t gone out. Casper’s been mad at me. He loves his morning out in the garden. As do I. So this morning we sat outside and enjoyed the butterfly parade. Casper enjoyed my orchids.
I got some new fish for the pond recently. I’ve had one for several years and think she’s been lonely, judging by the eggs she’s been laying. I had one fish for a long time before. I bought several at once and then all of them died but the one. This time I decided I quarantine them for a couple of days before I put them in the pond. This time everyone seems to be doing OK. I named them before I got them home; I don’t know why. Blanche, Lucy and Coppertop. I’ve had the other fish for 3 years and never called it anything but fish. At first the newcomers hid from Fish. No wonder, she’s 3 times the size of the others. But as of now they’re schooling around the pot, acting like fish. So far so good.
There were a couple of butterflies in garden today. A monarch serenely floating from one end of the garden to the other, and a rather ragged looking gulf fritillary trying to find someplace to lay her eggs. Saw a rufous hummingbird, but wasn’t quick enough to catch a shot.
Rather more bees than usual.
I don’t know what this is. It’s at least the third division of these. The tag is long lost. Perennial round, grass-like foliage.
I don’t know what this is, either. It’s an annual. I think it hitchhiked here from my grandmother’s yard. The leaves get to be about one inch across. It’s spread around the yard and I should probably pull it up like a weed. But it makes me remember Grandma’s yard. I think I’ll keep it.
This has given me an idea for a new necklace.
Casper always finds the biggest pile of dirt to roll in.
Had to prune the Russian sage. The branch ends were too pretty to just throw away, so I stuck them in one of my old bottles. Brighten up the kitchen.
I think of this kalanchoe as a traitor. I didn’t know it was a mother-of-thousands type. It didn’t start having baby plants around the edges of the leaves until it got three feet tall. I’m going to have to start cutting off the leaves with offspring or I’m going to have herds of them everywhere.
Pachyphytum oviferum roseum ‘Pink Moonstones’
Been cleaning out pots in the garden and this plant came to my attention. Love the color. Hoping it survives the rigors of summer.
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