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A houseguest arrives from out of state on Friday in advance of the official festivities. In the time between Friday and when we travel to New York I will be carting her around to the homes and gardens of a few of our long time group members. We will be visiting friend's gardens in Maine, New Hampshire, Massachusetts and Connecticut. On the night before we leave, another guest arrives from the left coast and I will be hosting a small garden party at my house.
Because she's just that way, Mother Nature has done her best to conspire against progress in the garden. Two out of the past three weekends have been crappy on the weather front. On the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend we broke a record for the lowest high temperature. Last weekend came at the tail end of a heat wave. This past Friday we received four inches of rain overnight early into Saturday. It rained again last night and this afternoon it must have rained buckets here because I have gullies and washouts in just about every backyard garden area.
In a frenzy that I will freely admit is self imposed, I've been out straight in the garden trying to get everything put together in advance of the onslaught and ensuing frivolity. The twenty hours I spent in the garden over the past weekend playing catch up were not enough. As a result, I still have four or five yards of mulch languishing in my driveway, lots of weeding and dead heading to do, and cleaning of both out and indoor rooms. With no hope of getting the front gardens company ready in time, I think my best course of action will be to rope them off with crime scene tape.
On the flea bag front, both residents have required trips to the vet in the past week. Poor Nick spent one night in the ER and one night at his regular vet hooked up to IVs. Fortunately every body and every thing seems to be on the mend now except my finances. Nothing busts the budget faster than a trip to the ER vet.
Despite all the brouhaha and weather calamities, I'm happy with the direction the garden is headed. As plants fill in and the containers get going I imagine it will only get better. Now if I can just keep the Hooved Minions of Satan at bay...
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