We have finally replaced the decrepit old picnic table that was more hazard than seating with a new one. Pat is going to stain it but whatever color shall we choose?
At least that is what my drought-riddled flower bed here is telling me. I know I didn’t go up to the schoolhouse as much as I had hoped this year so I guess that meant my gardens didn’t get the love and attention they needed. The dry summer took its toll and while they all soldiered on as best they could now I fear all is lost.
Well I guess I might as well plant the bulbs for the spring now.
My little urban achieves are growing up.
Though I guess that is sort of the point of growing a balcony garden. The tomatoes, though small, are plentiful. My lone pepper is actually growing some siblings which surprised me this late in the season.
We seem to have some new visitors to the schoolhouse this year.
More specifically to the hummingbird feeder. The feeder has been popular with hummingbirds of course but also these moths or butterflies. Does anyone know what they are? They certainly seem to like the nectar.