18 May: puttering and mowing

Tuesday, 18 May 2021

Nearby…

Allan mowed Alicia’s lawn next door….

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…and the Norwood lawn two doors down…

….and the J Crew lawn across the street.

The roses look better!

At home

We’d had some very welcome rain overnight, wonderful because it puts off having to start watering at the port.

The weather was perfect. Not too hot, not too cold, and no accursed wind!

I spent several hours rearranging the plant sale yet again to eliminate bottlenecks. I added a couple of small tables so there is no space where people might be back to back looking at plants on both sides of a path while someone else is trying to walk through. The amount of time I’ve spent sorting for this sale is ridiculous, not to mention the labeling, which I finally finished today.

I then moved my cosmos out of the lean-to greenhouse to the patio to make room to stash some not for sale plants in there temporarily. My cosmos are so tiny….

The emptier flat has tiny seeds of a salvia…

….that I’m going to wait another week to plant them. Also, I am pretty busy right now. I took time to pot on some of my cucumbers and tomatoes into bigger pots.

I took a few garden photos before I went in.

I must make sure my new Canna ‘Stuttgart’ in the ground (above) does not get swamped by Geranium ‘Rozanne’ before the canna gets tall. Its leaves are showing more of the proper white variegation.

That is the one I got from a friend. I am still suspicious of the ones I mail ordered, that they are the wrong one, because they look so yellow still.

Allan got a photo of Catio cats.

I photographed my plant sale. These are just a few of the photos that show all but two of the arrays.

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The counter that I found at the port

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It was an enjoyable day but schlepping around plant trays and big pots of tomatoes made me so sore I had to use the lift chair function on the recliner I inherited from my mother.

Tomorrow, back to work for two days….then Friday off for more weeding and probably more plant sale prep. The house will not get tidied. With the pandemic, it’s not open to sitting around with guests, which in this case is a good thing. There are pieces of paper that have fallen on the floor (seed packets, notes, old paid bills), along with a sock and a scarf and a hat, that I am too exhausted in the evening to reach down and pick up. I just look at them thinking, “I really should…” Maybe in June! Or on a proper completely rainy day, one without a really good book calling to me.