Today when I came home from work, I had a late fall fairy moment. When I got out of the car, oldest son hollers at me from upstairs that I'd better check my front garden, because apparently he'd not been paying attention and both dawgs were outside. But the worst part wasn't that both were outside, because Rose is a good girl. But Rose doesn't tell Sugar not to do things.........
This was bad news to me because I had come home with the intent on getting some beautiful unusual fall weather garden stuff done. I walked along the front looking and stopped short when I came to where the yellow, and the orange kniphofia HAD been planted. And the clump of geraniums that had resisted my diggings a few years ago and have graced me with fleeting blossoms.....and lord knows what else. Because there was a hole going to Australia (Hi Pen!!) and about three foot wide.................................arghhhhhhhhhhhh
Mike comes out the front door and informs me that Sugar and Rose had been out all day since his brother had gone to work this morning at 8. I pointed to the massive hole and he dropped his jaw and I then told him to get Sugar for me. Apparently she KNEW she'd done something wrong like she always does, and had been hiding under his covers ever since he'd discovered them outside and gotten them back in the house.. So I called her and dragged her dawg ass out the front door over to the pit she'd dug and dragged her muzzle thru the dirt yelling at her "what did you DO????? BAAAADDDDD DAWG, NO" about 30 seconds of this with her curled into a grubworm position I then picked her bodily up and handed her to Mike, no small feat since she weighs 50 pounds now and I have no business doing this at the moment.
I then tell him to put her butt in the house and please go get a bag of the topsoil under the black cherry tree, and I filled up the pit with the whole 40 pounds of soil, and unpotted an aster and some other plants that somehow have survived despite the frosts lately. So help me if she digs these up I'll have her for dinner............(not really, but eventually she'll figure out this is NOT the thing to do or "mama will be torked off"
After I got over the initial rage, I was done with it and happened to look over at the Mexican Sage I have gotten from the lady down the road and was blessed with the sight of the most incredible fairy. Flitting about thru the Blue Enigma and the sage. I had Mike go get the camera and I proceeded to try and capture her beauty. I have some awesome shots of her on the sage. The underside of her is breath taking, but I finally got the outer side of her and the orangeness of her against the soft lavender and darker lavendar fuzz of the Mexican sage is unworthy of words.
There are still a few flowers going, the Gaura has dark pink and burgandy flowers hovering above dark burgandy and green leaves in a pot, two Tequila sunrise coreopsis have sprung up in another pot. The Enigma is going in both spots, the Mexican sage, a little yellow composite I can't identify. The arum lilies are all leafed out now and stand out with their silver and green mottled leaves.
The mimosa that died six years ago in the fence row gave up a whole section and just missed my Diablo ninebark, Loripedilum and Wine and Roses weigelia, and there are fat buds on the old lilac that reminds me I need to take out another older branch before next spring to get larger blossoms.
I will plant the burning bushes, pieris and rhodie tomorrow as it will be the last day of 70 degree weather until the weather goddess decides to grace us with warmth. After tomorrow, rains move back in, followed by temperatures in the low 20's and highs barely getting to 50. The bulbs might get planted too, but I have to find a place to tuck them into a spot where Sugar won't uproot them. I'd hate to go thru all this to have her uncover my efforts. She has a bad habit of returning to the scene of the crime and recommiting it. It took several digs in the NSSG where the departed pulmonaria lived before she got that I was going to kill her if she unearthed the remaining plants again.
The spot she persisted at now houses Ruby slippers lobelias and an Itea bush. If I have to I'll lay chicken wire down on the soil to prevent her from digging up the soil where it's seemingly bare.
Thanks for letting me share a more "normal" moment with ya'll. I hope everyone has a great holiday. anyone wishing to see the pics I took today just give me a holler and I'll JPEG 'em to you.
,madgardener up on the ridge, back in fairy holler overlooking English Mountain in Eastern Tennessee, zone 7, Sunset zone 36