Anyone who has read this blog with some regularity knows of my fondness for Gerber daisies and hydrangea.
In prior summers, I would often find myself wistfully looking at pots on my back deck that resembled Romaine lettuce, rather than Gerber daisies. Last summer, however, my buddy Bela had her dad fill me in on a secret. Well, at least it was a secret to me.
Since I paid attention to his advice, I have Gerber daisies blooming on my deck. I laugh because sometimes, I see a pot with no actual flower, and think, uh-oh. It actually has turned now that small blossoms are below on the lower leaf line.
Initially, I wondered what was going on because the blossom looked nothing like the flower you would be used to seeing.
I had to tell myself to relax, because they would turn into the flowers that we all know and appreciate as Gerber daisies.
So to all of you who might be having trouble with growing Gerber daisies, keep the faith. I did and it certainly has brightened my deck and my life.
It’s a beautiful day here, if you discount the “gazillion” percent humidity. Allegedly we are due for thunderstorms this afternoon or tonight. In the meanwhile I am taking part of the long standing tradition of moving the sprinkler periodically across the lawn.
The heat is kicking our lawns’ butt, so I convinced Jim to put the sprinkler out, with assurances that I would stay on top of it and move it periodically. Hell, my job during summer vacation, other than walking with my trainer, Kasia, is watering flowers and vegetables. Lawns? No big leap for women-kind there.
You don’t mind it when you manage to snag an occasional sunset like the one above. It makes it all worthwhile.
My trainer turned 10 years old this year. Hard to believe!
She has worn out tufts of hair on her legs and on one of them, she had been picking or hitting at it. I have to keep my girl in good shape, so we went to the vet this afternoon. She also was due for a booster shot so we turned it into a two-fer. In order to make sure she stays healthy and there is no infection on her leg, Kasia needs antibiotics for two weeks. I decided to give it to her tonight with dinner. It’s incredible how you can almost hide things in food.
I am blessed to still have her. I appreciate her every day she’s here. I know Kasia wasn’t too happy with me, in that she had to go to the vet. Hey, I need my trainer in good shape!
Anyone who personally knows me knows of my love for hydrangea. I was truly sad when we moved from Wissahickon, because I left a hydrangea I had gotten back from 2005 St. Valentine’s day. Oh well.
The only trouble being here is the city of Cape May has a ton of beautiful hydrangea, as does the area where I am at. Everyone has awesome plants but me. Bugs constantly attack my bush. I spray the hydrangea with neem oil to try to get them off: with my cancer history, I really don’t want to go hard-core. If anyone has any clue as to what to do to get bugs from making holes on hydrangea leaves, please leave me a comment.
Kasia and I were at the bay this morning, since we both enjoyed the break in the weather that started with yesterday’s rain.
You can see the marked difference in the sky from yesterday. The blue over the bay was back and a great breeze was riding side-car. We walked for a nice clip along the bay and then made our way back home.
The flip side of this is it is still vacation time for a lot of folks, and I guess the amount of umbrellas will increase as we get closer to the weekend. It’s ok, though. Kasia and I are used to it and will adapt when we see a lot of folks. Hopefully we will keep getting out early enough to enjoy some solitude on our mother/daughter/ trainer walks. I know she enjoys them. As for me, the exercise is good, but more importantly, I savor every second I have with my girl. I know her sister, Zush, would want me to.
The bay was a little tired looking this morning. The sky kind of matched it in a blue-grey sort of way.
It was my sort of bay. It was an after the rain-drizzly day sort of bay. No one on the beach, and you actually saw whitecaps on the bay, which is something you only see when we have a storm. The breeze made it very pleasant, and my trainer, Kasia, was pushing me to walk on.
…so we did.
She was genuinely happy in putting me through our paces. The picture above was taken during an early morning walk during the past heat spell. Kasia had the barest of walks then, in her health interest and mine. We are happy to say that our air-conditioning is actually off and we are getting a delightful breeze through our windows. We probably will have two or three more walks today in order for us to take advantage of the nice breeze.
Boy, how I wish that we had some clouds in the sky right now.
Like most of the eastern part of America, we are in the oven for a few days now. Yes, I know it’s July, but when the heat index reads 115, well, I’d like to talk to those who don’t believe in global warming.
You know it’s hot out when even the bay water looks like it could be stock for soup! Yet some folks who have their vacation now are ON the beach. How they can actually stand the heat is beyond me. There are more heat advisories than you can shake a stick at, but just seeing that hot sand?**shaking my head**
Kasia and I walk early in the morning on the shadiest street. Once we take care of business, she’ll turn and look at me as to say,” Air-conditioning…NOW!” I can’t say I blame her.
Here’s hoping for cooler weather and that you are staying cool too!
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