Although the ladybugs have been in short supply, we have a few other neighbors keeping themselves busy this month. With our datura in full regalia where it volunteers in the veggie shed, a praying mantis has taken up housekeeping.
With summer in full swing, we are not only rain dancing for another round of monsoons but praying the gods send more ladybugs whose favorite snacks are the dreaded aphids that attack the new rose growth. This girl needs to chow down!
With July in full swing heat-wise, our feline crewmates, Latte Papa, Fiona Papillon, and our new youngster Braveheart Primo are redefining the proper approach to the CAT DAYS OF SUMMER!
During the beginning of a long, hot summer, we look for and relish our little miracles and pleasures where we can. Miss Fiona Scritchies Papillon has established a drive-in theatre vantage point (replicating her time at Allen’s when we left the cat video channel on for her in our absence but this time for REAL) behind the honey shack from which she can monitor all feeding station visitors.
June has barely begun and here comes summer in all its spicey glory. Latte Papa has taken up back door greeting duties.
If you want to see what is REALLY happening in Jerome that you won’t see anywhere else, take a gander at what is happening at The Surgeon’s House aka our Coconut Island in the Sky.
If you ever doubted that Jerome is worth visiting, take a REALLY QUICK look at what the gardens are offering right this minute.
Only a mother can love some of these endearing signs of the spring equinox and admire the dexterity of getting dried off.
Just when you think it is safe to go nursery shopping. . . when all the Indian signs told us that it was good to nursery shop to regenerate our pots, we had second thoughts as the temps dropped abruptly and down came the ‘sky juice’ so into the honey shack went all our newbies.
As we near the middle of February, the Earth Mother is gifting us some teasers of better, brighter times to come. Life of all natures is peeking and poking out. See the evolution of the hellebores from barely peeking, to bud, to flower.
