rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


A nice overcast has developed, raising the possibility that I'll get the pollen-washing rain for which I'd hoped. If rain makes the ground soft, I'll be able to pull up those foxtails that have invaded the iris bed, almost hiding many of the flowers. The dryer the ground is, the harder they are to dislodge. The stems break, leaving the roots ensconced to regrow the plant. I've liberated the rose bed, but never got around to the irises. Probably should have done them first.

Alger is still making himself scarce. If he's been coming here to eat, it's been only brief visits at times when I haven't looked outside. Food vanishes from the bowls, but I can't be sure which cats other than Farah are eating it. I wish Alger would at least make an appearance, however brief, so I could be sure he's still around.

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