Catching up…

Looks like summer just refuses to end here in the PNW. We’re having a long drought along with lovely warm days in the 70’s. Fire danger is getting worse daily, and there was a brushfire on the other side of town that has stunk up the whole region. Sure wish it would rain. Plus I am tired of watering!

Anyway, it has been a long quiet summer on the blog. This year has not been a good one. A nerve impingement in my neck in January had me practically incapacitated for months and finally resulted in a spinal fusion surgery in late July. I am now back on my feet and slowly getting things under control in the garden (hah!). Slowly getting my strength back and the irises taken care of. One of the better side effects of this drought has been the nice weather to continue planting in. I am working on the last bed today. Once that is done I can concentrate on the weeding and cleanup that has not been attended to all summer. If we can have a nice long fall until after the holidays winter won’t be too bad in the garden.

Here’s a few photos I hadn’t been able to get up.
First, an allium that was very attractive to the bees. They were all over it for the entire time it bloomed.

Here’s a bright little lewisia that bloomed, and bloomed, and bloomed again, and then bloomed some more. I swear it had stalks out for over 3 months! it started blooming with the early irises and was still going when the late irises had faded. Great performer.

Here’s a shot of my shade bed looking pretty good.

A sisyrinchium on the drive doesn’t care that there’s been no water. It just grows and blooms anyway.

Junebug celebrated his 2nd birthday in June and has really filled out beautifully. He doesn’t look so much like a kitten anymore. He is an excellent mouser and is just lightning quick. Miss Gracie steals most of his kills tho. He’s learned how to up and down the trees too, which is a relief. I was tired of rescuing cats that couldn’t get down.

Miss Gracie is a mess. Her mats are just terrible this year, and she is as stubborn as usual in letting us deal with them. We get maybe a few off a month, but we can’t keep up. One of these days she is going to have to go to a groomers for a big shave.

Chewie is 16 this year. You’d never know it. While she has slowed down alot and has never loved a lap more, she still runs around the house like a crazy kitten and carries on gurbbling and chirping. As crazy as she ever was.

Slowly getting thru flower pics still. More irises to come over the winter to get us in the mood for spring.