About 95% of the garden has been planted. All that's left are the melons and to fill in the empty spots later on. The berries are blooming and most of the transplants are perking up... except the tomatoes that hubby insisted on helping with and wouldn't listen about not wearing big leather work gloves on delicate little plants, sigh. Those will be some of the empty spots that will need filling in with something else. Ha, I know just the thing. Spaghetti squash! He hates spaghetti squash. Oh, I did another very bad thing and planted the hot peppers where the deer begin their munch fests, tee hee!
Speaking of a very bad thing, there were feathers all over the garden this morning. At first, I thought it was white berry petals. There was no other sign so hope the bird is ok. The dogs should have sounded the alarm but they were too exhausted helping with the garden this week so slept hard. One was so tired, she could barely wake up enough yesterday afternoon to go out with me. Poor little sleepy face. They rush to the door when they hear, “It's time to go to the garden.”
Well, I don’t have much luck getting Hubby to listen to me sometimes either. However, I do often get to say I told you so. And then the Schadenfreude if especially delightful.LOL