NOT About Bengals!
And tonight, at long last, yes! A Blog NOT about Bengals! No Bengals anywhere, not about them, or Bees for that matter. Just a few home chores.
So, that wasn't entirely truthful. I'm a writer. Writers lie. All the time. And make things up. The fact that this Blog is based on fact and not fiction, which is entirely made up, makes no difference.
Bengals creep in. If you have one, or especially if like me, you have five, they will enter into EVERYTHING in your home, your life, and your dreams. Real or not.
I bought a new fountain for them tonight. Out on the porch, so they can have water time and not wreck the floors. They all LOVE water. It's smaller than the one I got last year, which the Roylas upstairs have now, in the bathroom. Would have liked a bigger one, but the one I really wanted was $1200, which seemed a bit much. (Actually, it was entirely out of the question, I mean REALLY)
They seem to like it, and are drinking from it, and playing in it. It will get more plants and then I will have a small Jungle out there for them. Couldn't get a picture of Magic in it, but I am sure before the summer is done, we will have little F1 Movies of him splashing about.
I like to be artistic in my Gardens, and this is the Year Of Outside, the year when I actually DO things outside, and don't simply sigh and think it would be nice at some point. Hanging Baskets of Petunia Things are good because if you can remember to water them, and this is a big one, they will just grow, bloom and smell sweetly. It's watering, or lack thereof, that makes the difference.
This is my Artistic patch of Creeping Charlie which will no doubt Take Over at some point, lessening my worries about anything else. I won't let the Mowing People (Hello? I didn't say I was going to do EVERYTHING, I know my limits and skills) mow it down. I like it. It's like a Creeping Lizard out there.
Remember the day I decided to use Lawn-b-Green? Well it worked. Kind of. I sort of didn't have the Spreader theory down, and sort of didn't know it would only GREEN where you tossed it. My Neighbors say it looks like I tried to spell something in my lawn. Which would have been kind of cool, had I thought of it.
And finally: A Wee Stone Path. All homes should have a Wee Stone Path, especially if you can find the stones on sale.
Which I did.
Love and Gardens,