It's hot - really hot. We've gone from blissful 70 degree days to 95 degrees daily, with zero rain. Thankfully, my garden tasks are petering out. I've up-potted the last of the seedlings in good soil. After a week or two of growth, I can pop them in the ground. Otherwise, sporadic weeding, and just enjoying the things that are already up. Hot pink bee balm...
he looks so innocent!
...so I planted more, and moved the buckets adjacent to the front yard - where our "woods" chogs indulged.
If he starts to do a lot of damage, our only choice will be to put up ANOTHER fence on that edge of the garden, which would be a huge pain. I'm hoping that other deterrents will work. I'm always watching while I'm working at my desk upstairs.
From that same vantage point, I saw that we have a deer and her baby in the side field. Todd has been getting his daily exercise by mowing it...
...so I can easily see any activity there. I was able to get close to her last week...
...but she keeps the baby carefully hidden away. I've only been able to get a quick glimpse through the upstairs window before they melt into the brush.
We've caught her on the trail cam, though, and...ugh. Ticks. TICKS! It's the deer that are bringing to many ticks to our yard. Check our her ears. Those are TICKS!
These ticks are getting a juicy blood meal from the deer. They mate, eat, engorge, drop off, and overwinter in the grass and underbrush. In the spring, they lay THOUSANDS and THOUSANDS of eggs, and the cycle starts all over again. Deer also bring fleas...I wish we could completely fence them out, but they can jump up to 12 feet. It's just not feasible to try to fully fence them out.
On to more pleasant creatures, like this giant leopard moth. A real beauty!
Another fun find for me: I found a couple of Americana-style canvas prints at a sale this weekend. I'm not a huge fan of that style, but I was instantly drawn to them, especially the larger one.
It reminded me so much of the big white church next to my great grandma Grace's home. I pulled an image. They aren't quite the same, but same basic shape...close enough for my mind to make the leap. When I see this print, I see the church of my childhood.
The print even has a white house on the left, just like Grace's house (although they don't look similar). I look at this print and remember all the times I played "Ghost in the Graveyard" behind the church, and all the nights I watched bats swarm in and out of the belfry.
I actually have some old photos of Grace's house. Here it is, before they bought it...this must've been the late teens or early 1920s.
Move in day!
I don't have many photos from my childhood so I'm so thrilled to have these photos, and to have found that canvas print of the church that is so, so similar to the one I loved so much as a child.
A little walk down memory lane...now back to reclining in the heat.
Have a great week!
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