Either I or Google or both were having an off day, and this published two days ahead of schedule. I tried to pull it back and re-publish — without success as it turns out.
Ooooh, my aching legs! Yesterday, I decided to plant spring bulbs. I had meant to to do this little thing for four years now, but, come October, I always forget my good intentions. This year I had it on Google Calendar for Oct 01, and the folks over there were nice enough to remind me via email. What a great bunch!
But to get the bulbs in, about 90 in all, I had to clear many patches of petunias that had grown willy nilly all over the garden that I had planted earlier this summer. This has confirmed my intention that there will be no petunias next year; if I have to plant something else to fill in around the perennials that will be the backbone of next year's garden, I'll find another more compact plant. Not that petunias aren't pretty, but I think they need to be in their own bed.
So ... I did an awful lot of bending and squatting for several hours yesterday, and today my old muscles are paying a dear price. (Actually, it's not today when you read this but two days ago. We have gone to the cottage for a few days to celebrate Thanksgiving. I hope that we get a bit of sunlight to light those autumn colours, but the forecast doesn't look promising, and it is tending to rain umpteen times daily lately.)
I also performed the final (I think and trust) mowing of the lawn. Growth has been slow lately, so I don't think I'll have to mow again until about May.
Enjoy the weekend wherever you may be, but especially if you are Canadian and consuming a copious quantity of turkey. Personally, I plan make like a Thanksgiving turkey and get stuffed. But I would never tell you to get stuffed. How could you think such a thing of dear AC?
That's the garden as it stands now. You can see that it's in decline, but in fairness, I have also hacked out many petunias (or parts thereof). Visible in the rear of the front garden are the three Echinacea that I hope will bloom their little hearts out next year: along with other perennials that you can't see in the photo.
(Previous pictures of garden beginings and flourishings)