I have not posted one of my meandering blogs for a while and this morning seemed like a good time. Do you like taking showers? I was lucky enough to take two within about an hour's time.
Walking outside is good enough to cause that (how did we live for fours years without AC) but this morning after my morning shower I fed the cats. One in particular was missing from the outside clan so when I heard meowing about 50 yards into the woods I had to check it out.
I never found out if it was Fluffy or not but I found a new tree down, probably 50" in diameter, snapped off about 3 feet up. Climbed through branches, vines, thorns and wh know how many ticks and chiggers only to get within about 10 feet and the meowing stopped.
I even saw the leaves moving but never caught a glimpse of who had called me out there. Even PITA, our 100lb+ dog could not find the origin.
The next feline story is about Fearless 1 & 2. Two sisters who are still small enough to fit in my hand. Fearless 1 is in the picture getting milk inside. You can guess why the name? They have a real bad habit of walking right up to whomever comes their way.
A kitten less than a pound going nose to nose with 100+ pounds. They both often get wet from PITA "mouthing" them, then pushing them back to their pile of skids under which they were born. These will be easy to take to the vet when it comes time. I just hope they make it that far.
I've got a GREAT stand of Johnson grass where it was lawn last year. I sure wish I knew a non-chemical way to kill them back through the roots, but hand weeding is all I know.
Tilling just makes many more starter plants. Cutting them back to keep from storing more energy in the roots is anther but it will outlast me, I am sure. Yes, I could also cover the plot with plastic but the roots usually just keep looking for a place to emerge, never really dying.