When humans chose to debilitate invaders to their home, it's to protect harm from happening, and it is justified. Yes, we're ruthless when it comes to some insects. Japanese Beetles are not welcome on our plants. And wasps are not welcome in our front entrance. We only have space for the two of us to… Continue reading Wasps and beetles beware
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A view of mini-storms in life
Have you ever had your desires of wanderlust ripped from your life and you found yourself forced to stop doing what you enjoy? Even if temporary, it feels horribly frustrating as you go through acclimatization and adjust to the temporary recovery station in life. Whenever I get fed up with life I love to go… Continue reading A view of mini-storms in life
Who is the boss?
Who, who, who, is the boss of our yard? It is this adorable, energetic, little hummingbird. Perched on a nail. From sunset. To sunrise - there he sits, guarding his feeder against other birds in the yard. The yard monitor. He keeps a watchful eye on potential invaders to his turf. Don't mess with him,… Continue reading Who is the boss?
Don’t bug me, please…you nasty bugs
Bugs of all shapes and sizes are simply part of life for a gardener. This year, being a newly revived gardener, I've seen my share of bugs that I had no idea existed. There are that many bugs around, I even saw a new one I still don't know what it is. Despite all the… Continue reading Don’t bug me, please…you nasty bugs
How I became a water whisperer
It has been dry here in Wisconsin. The grass has gone dormant and the cornfield is curling up into itself. Everything seems to be craving water. With the drought, it is a possibility that I have become a water whisperer. Okay, maybe just a self-proclaimed one, but I'm thinking it is so. Thankfully, my flowers… Continue reading How I became a water whisperer
Every girl wears saddle shoes and drives a Gremlin
When the empty nest has emptied, places, where the dust has settled, become more apparent and desirable for one (aka, Mr.) to shake the dust and move some shit around. Our Shed is one of the high-on-the-list-to-hit places this summer. Me: "How's it going out there?" Mr: "I found a box of yours, I think. … Continue reading Every girl wears saddle shoes and drives a Gremlin