|Mizzy BunnyButt heads inside before the Big Wind gets here.|
If you like snooping around other folks' gardens or if you've got a garden for us to snoop around, drop over to our SoS guru, Mr P who'll explain everything.
It's been the week of the Big Wind here. With plenty of things still ripening, it was time to scramble!
1. Family Heirlooms.
You know the hypothetical - if you only had time to rescue one thing, what's the first thing you'd grab? Threaten me with high winds & no question, I save my pears.
|Precious pears! And o, some other stuff, too.|
2. Braving the storm.
Thankfully, we had plenty of time to prepare for the Big Wind, but there was no way to safeguard my pepper plants. There's my neighbour's one tree, my raised beds, then lawn after lawn after lawn for the Big Wind to race across.
|Hope to see you on the other side, guys.|
3. Gather the booty.
4. Mater huddle.
After picking any tomato with the faintest blush of colour, we moved the caged plants down from the terrace & snuggled them in with the potted trees. A couple of heavy pots in front, & good to go.
|Kinda like a garden sleep over.|
Although the corn's been harvested, I've left the stalks to discourage critturs from trampling the pumpkin vine.
5. Another suspect?
The Big Wind came & the peppers survived. The mater huddle worked well, although the second pot from the left (in the photo up ⇑⇑⇑ there) did topple, which pushed the one next to it off kilter. Since the Wind continues this week, we've adjusted the front planters, which seems to've worked its magic.
But was it the Big Wind messing w/my maters? Could this rather pungent evidence suggest another suspect in the case, one fond of jumping up on my pots?
Some colour to that stuff, eh?
6. And the seasons have changed.
It was sometime during the Big Wind that I finally had to break out a hoodie for the BigNose walks. Summer is officially over.
|Mlle DoodleFace waiting to go.|
And that's my Six for this week. Until next time, happy gardening!
|My never ending harvest.|