Lonely Little Petunia in the Onion Patch

Do you remember Captain Kangaroo?? I watched him for years, I enjoyed the show as much as the kids did. One of the songs was about the petunia in the onion patch. The reason I bring this up is that I have a similar situation. This is a huge pot on my back steps and last year I had tomato plants and herbs in it. Since I was making a real live veggie garden this year I decided to put flowers in the pot. Mother Nature had different ideas, so now I have tomato plants growing in my flowers. Mind you , every tomato seed I planted in the garden has come up so I will inundated with tomatoes in a month or so. I also have two rows of lettuce, good thing I like salads.

I tried to get a better picture of Charlie, actually got him to stay still for a couple of seconds. He really is a good dog and tries so hard to please. Of course, it is like having a small child in the house, into everything. The current job is convincing him that he has toys that are good and getting into other stuff is not good. He is my shadow and he is also learning that he has to share my attention with Elvira and the cats. One big chore will be keeping him out of the road, we don't get a lot of traffic but sure would hate for him to be hurt. He is so fast, take your eyes off him for a sec and he is off!! He loves chasing things, birds, butterflies, bugs all good in his book. He does come when called, but not as quickly as I would like. He has only been here a little over a week, so he really is doing well.

The goats have been doing their job. When I first put them in new area you could not see them. Now a little over a week later they have done a great job of whittling down the weeds. Bet you can tell where they go next! Some where out there is one of the mowers, it conked out on me while I was trying to battle my way through. I think I found the problem. When ever something won't work I wiggle and tap and bang on stuff, amazingly enough it quite often brings the beast back to life. In this case I found a cracked hose which might be the cause of my being stranded in the midst of 4 foot high thistles. I was not happy. Later I will take my trusty duck tape out and see if wrapping the line will bring my pink mower back to life. Well, she is not really pink more of a faded orange, keeps my husband off her. He can use the more manly John Deere and I can have my comfy one.

The mini rose finally bloomed, Jim got it for me for Mother's Day but by the time he was able to bring it home the blooms were gone. He knows what makes me happy, forget the pricey elaborate bouquets, I want the real thing. I can enjoy my roses for years. Well, a multitude of tasks await or I may just take a nap.

Best to you all, Barbara