Just before the morning sun clears the mountain ridges.
Wild sunflowers are decorating our roadsides. I stopped, took a ton of pictures and none came out well. This is the best one I can share.
Hubby's container garden first got hit by caterpillars, like the one in the upper right. They are really difficult to locate and remove. After much work, the garden was healthy again, but not for long. It was suddenly discovered by ground squirrels and mice, who climbed up the fence of the dog run and onto the platform on top, where the plants are. All the tomatoes and cherry tomatoes gone! Just like that. Every kind of pepper left alone, so at least we have that. Hubby's filled with revenge and sets mouse traps every evening. He catches as many mice as traps set. I think he's up to about 18 mice after a week.
Then he drops them by the road side and Mama Raven comes along, fusses for a while, making sure this is neither a joke nor a trap, picks up the mouse, eats it on top of a telephone pole with her young adult ravens looking on, longingly. YA ravens usually get some leftovers, I have observed.
Yesterday, I did some laundry. Our washing machine is in the shed. As I picked the clothes out of the washer to hang on the line, I grabbed them without looking and suddenly I grabbed something strange! I let out a big yelp, or I should say, I screamed in sheer surprise. I had picked up a mouse! A well-washed and spin-dried mouse, but a mouse nevertheless! Ah, country living, how sweet it is. Needless to say, I washed the clothes one more time.
filled my summer mornings with so much joy.
Soldier is doing well too. He gets one pain pill at night and is ready for his march every morning. Sometimes his hind leg drags, but pain or not, he will march on to that strange drummer in his head.
If you saw this old dog walk, you would understand what I'm talking about. He is very, very tough. It has been ten months now since he was so very injured and in so much pain we thought we would have to put him down.
The gray rabbit brush is beginning to bloom. I think it's about a month early, maybe because of the heat we've had. It is a pesky weed that requires a tractor, which we don't have, to remove. It is very invasive and, as you can see here, grows very large if left to its own devices. I am determined to find a way to get rid of it, at least some of it. But it is pretty for a few weeks in the fall of each year.
Other than that, all we did this week was to go to Bakersfield so I could see my diabetes doctor. All is well with me in that respect, something I am enormously grateful for. Yesterday, we gathered all the trash and went to the dump. This morning, I dug some little irrigation furrows so I could water the trees in the back yard. On one side there's no hose at all, on the other it's too short. But I've done it this way for six years now and the trees are still alive. I love everything about this country life so much, wish we had done it when we were younger. But, better late than never......
Have a great Labor Day weekend, everyone.