Today at Iten's Acres:
Feeding the
bluebirds--until the belt on the mower blades broke. AGAIN. It's a
yearly occurrence. If you need to buy a riding mower, call me. I can
tell you what not to buy. Oh well, it will probably work better than a
rain dance. What brings the rain more surely than a broken lawn mower?
Hope Dave the lawn mower guy isn't too busy. Cutting over five acres
with a push mower--no thanks.
A few
iris are left--one new one today; maybe one more later this week.
Hopefully the lilies will start blooming soon. Firsts today: two wild
flowers--I'll need to get Ben to see if he can identify them from the
photo shoot on Tuesday. Other firsts--larkspur--purple and pink--and
the white rose. The daisies have taken over the rock garden for the
time being. I love them. The pink spirea will look marvelous by
mid-week in the midst of a sea of dancing white.
Every day brings something new this time of year. Delightful to a weird old man.
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