Thursday was a perfect day to transplant the last seedlings to the garden. Heavy rain yesterday left the soil damp but not muddy, and the air was gloriously cool. I set out watermelon and butternut squash seedlings in the lowest rows, below the corn.
Something, alas, has munched off the tops of two of thee tomato plants. While we haven't sighted any deer in a long time, this makes me wonder if they're back. Or perhaps a very tall groundhog? Gardening seems to be the triumph of hope over experience.
A handsome box turtle was dangling precariously in this juniper -- I helped him down and moved him in the direction he seemed to have chosen.
- Daylilies are beginning their month-long show. I'll be boring you with lots more pictures soon.
Layla was either unaware of or at peace with the greenhouse black snake who was relaxing in the sun.
Relaxing after a big meal. See that big bulge to the left of his/her head? Probably the chipmunk that's been eating the figs off the tree in the greenhouse.
I like chipmunks. I like black snakes. I like figs. I like Nature and am okay with the way it works.