september light

MISTY COOL LIGHT made the garden look sortof dark this morning. My little japanese flag from
Yasuyo-san fluttering from the arbor says, "Just resting my bones," and features skelly in a lawn chair. I hope it's not a sign that summer lazing is over.

bee-stung boston

OPHEE TRIES TO eat bees. And pays the price. Here she looks like a cow, with puffy lips. Poor little kook. Benadryl saved the day. Good to have around for our pet pals.

a cluster of bitties

MY SISTER CALLS these tiny birds 'drumettes' — they're only as big as an appetizer. I'm trying to get a shot of them visiting the feeder, but they're too shy for me to get close. Not giving up! Their behaviour, like a school of fishes, means you rarely see one solo. The females have light eyes, as opposed to the males' dark eyes. Now that Autumn is near, they're showing up in clusters of 20 or more at a time.

apricot poses as rose

What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. – Wm Shakespeare

IN THIS CASE, the name should be not rose, but apricot. The juicy sweet fragrance of this English rose, Pat Austin, is a dead ringer for one.

back to the flowers

THE PERENNIALS coming on since July have provided me gorgeous color, but more importantly, good stuff for the bees. From top to bottom, sedum Autumn Joy, campsis vine, hydrangea.

bigger veggies

ANOTHER PICTURE of vegetables growing. I'm a garden nerd. I find the miracle of watching them grow a thrill. Exciting, isn't it?

tiny veggie starts

FIRST VERY MESSY pix of the tiny starter garden ... screw you Monsanto.
These will be my first delicious vegetables that I'm growing. I put a little iron gate beyond the main perennial garden, to suggest where the veggies are. I'm such a greenie. More and better photos coming.

heirloom veggies 101

I'M ANTICIPATING the fall harvest from my first veggie garden. This is a test garden I'm doing in micro, so when I start a garden at my dad's next spring I can replicate the plan on a third acre . The property is what some might call a tear-down. My sister and I disagree. We are going to recycle and paint and use our creativity to make a charming little farmette.
PHOTOS TK...

my father's house

THIS ONE IS going to take me a couple days.
I'm going over to Wenatchee again, in Central WA, for a weekend with Terrie, to start working on my dad's place, now that he's gone. My sis and I enjoy the time together, and it also gives us a chance to grieve together and talk. We discussed starting a garden there, both because it's a fine and green idea, and because we could do it as a tribute to him as well. It could be gorgeous. And efficient. Maybe even bees.
Ok, so beginning stage photos and more on this forthcoming.
Thanks as always for your patience. I am so obviously an anarchist, with no respect for rules, such as attending to my blog in a timely manner.

august yard

PIX OF SUMMER progress in the bothell garden — the sweat and toil are starting to pay off.

back from wenatchee

I HAD A reunion marathon this weekend. Met old friends from a former job, and then went to my dad's place is, to start dressing it up. While there, I attended a reunion, from my old days in a big church. I was apprehensive, since my beliefs probably are best defined as Jesus + Jon Stewart. :B
But it was lovely, and all I have room to say here is it's stunning how life changes people, and how love saves them.

ms. slowsky

IT'S BEEN THREE weeks since a post, which isn't proper etiquette for blogging, I'm sure.
The FB/twitter/myspace/youtube phenomenon has revealed that I'm a semi-Luddite, if only that I want to stay current w the threads, but I seem to be about a day behind everyone else.
So this tells me I probably need to decide which of those tools I use best and stick widdit.
In any case, I hope to have more exciting pix and stuff after this weekend, when I am going to 2 reunions, visiting Wenatchee, my old hometown, and a couple other happs. I'm getting all my stimuli in August, since July was hot, lazy and reclusive for me.
Here are garden photos for eye candy, and I'm posting when I return this weekend...

wsea garden tour, part 2

MY PICTURES don't do justice, and scenes are missing, but here's a quick peek at what Brian and Ter have done with their own sweat and care. It's a lovely tiny yard, all designed to evolve as climate changes, and provide shelter for birds and bees. :B

wsea 09 garden tour

TERRIE WAS THE belle of the ball for the West Seattle garden tour this year. This shows the mostly xeric front. There's my lovely bumblebee friend.

sniffer

HERE'S MY LITTLE ophee sniffing the flowers. It looks like she's sniffing my vine maple, but it's actually a plant behind it. Ophee recently turned 3 yrs old.

4th of july, 2009

SOMETIMES I FORGET that it's already 2009. So weird.
In Bothell, still sortof a small town, there's a corny little parade up the street. I was out watering (always with guilt) this morning, and the fire truck sirens went off, and the Seafair Pirates I'm sure (cuzz who else has such a loud cannon), along with the usual BHS band, and music and wacky kid things.
Hooray for the little corny parades. Like ancient festivals in many other countries, this traditional celebration of our freedom makes me misty, unlike the years before, because we are in such peril, and I treasure our hometown parades more than ever.

lazy daze

THE TINY OPHEE, joying her favorite activity besides park walkies.

earthly delights

...WE HAVE SUN!
This means, now we go out every beautiful day we have, and welcome a bee, or tend a tree, and bring with us our love and our gratitude for this beauty. Right now the garden is saving me. I am tired, sad and overwhelmed since the loss of my father, and it has taken me by surprise. So out in the garden I am tending small things, and noticing life and appreciating it a lot more. I will post too many pictures soon. <:B

trees of life

MY DARLING POPPA died in April. Ter and I marveled at how many trees he grew on his property. Besides shrubs and roses he planted and enjoyed, he has a fine collection of little nut trees. I want to put in a remembrance tree for him, and as a meditation. Probably a Japanese Maple. Meanwhile, here's a photo of my own Acer Shirasawanum "Autumn Moon."