tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252698742024-03-13T11:58:22.479-07:00Weeder's GardenDelightfully tacky, yet unrefined.weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.comBlogger388125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-3089105546221759942014-06-27T10:38:00.000-07:002014-06-27T10:38:03.656-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Apparently I was blind last night because I couldn't find anything to harvest from the garden when I got home from work. But look what greeted me this morning! I see a bowl full of nummyness in my future. I did harvest zucchini yesterday which was then shared with Neighbor Karen and Co-Worker, Kelly. Plus I had some for lunch. (I was afraid to even look at the squash plants this morning.) the pumpkin vine is now growing at an alarming rate but the gourds are rather ho-hum about this entire growing thing. They are maybe 7" tall. There will be peppers soon, and corn. The corn was really only planted for fall decorating with the dry stalks but darned if all six plants don't sport cobs. (99 cent store..2 to a pot)<div>
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Got a wee bit of mowing done this morning... still a little bit of very dry grass in the orchard... mostly dust. I will attempt more mowing this evening and again early tomorrow morning. With the 4th of July coming up and local idiots with illegal fireworks its rather a scary time of the year. I have found spent bottle rockets back there in the past... luckily they were dead before hitting the ground. Much as I like firemen, having a grass fire in my back 40 is NOT how I want to meet them. (though, of course, they would be invited!)</div>
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This is Jasmine and her 3 week old twins. They are only tame enough not to panic when they see me and to know that this 2.5 acres is a safe haven for them. Since people keep building houses and then walling them off from the world, the deer have been moving into the suburbs. All the acres near the river, except for the parkway and the golf course, have been taken over by humans so, the deer move. There were no deer on this property until about 14 or 15 years ago. Jasmine's mama, Doereen, had quite a few babies here but then got hit by a car when Jasmine was a yearling and shortly before she (Doereen) was going to deliver probably another set of twins. Jasmine had a buck baby last year. He was her first. She finally chased him off last week but now I see a spike (2 yr old) buck hanging around. She doesn't seem to mind his presence. </div>
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weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-89779089550112187362014-06-15T20:37:00.000-07:002014-06-15T20:37:40.811-07:00Deer herdTwins have arrived! Actually, they arrived on the 5th. the littlest one was the size of a scrawny cat, with crooked legs and a bushel of cuteness. It is straightening up on all fours now and galloping around with its sibling at meal times. They are still bedded down in separate places but I see one or the other not minding mom and doing little dash-abouts when she isn't looking. This is the 2nd baby. It was very hard for me not to reach down and pick it up! I am a firm believer in letting wild animals BE wild animals and I don't think its fair to them to "tame" them. That being said, I do work at living in harmony with them. Mama will stand within feet of me and chew her cud and that's as tame as she and I will subscribe to. Anyhow, I had to make myself stand very still until the fawn wandered off, and then I wandered off, muttering lines from Dr Seuss's book <u>Are You My Mama? </u><br />
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Here are the twins with mama 9 days later. (note; that is not an odd horn sticking our of the doe's head but a stick in the background.) Yesterday I found chunks of what looked like liver where Mama had been resting. 9 days seems like a long time to hold on to a placenta! They're all doing fine, the doe is still trying to chase her yearling son out of the yard but he refuses to go. I have to let Mother Nature deal with it but its sure hard not to interfere. Calling him Venison" means not a thing to him. (he's safe, I never cared for the taste of venison)</div>
weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-25830127220797614442014-06-11T21:39:00.000-07:002014-06-11T21:39:03.785-07:00I might be back.....Can't remember how to do this.. sort of flying by the seat of my gardening pants.. the ones with the holes in both hind pockets due to never remembering to use the holster for my pruning shears. My buddy, Angela, has awakened this blog.... now its up to me to remember how to add photos and such gibberish as this. This entire thing looks so much different than it did 3 years ago! Well then, I suppose I do too.<br />
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Well, well! Lookie here! In<i> real life </i>this artichoke bloom is absolutely electric, neon,<span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="color: blue;"> BLUE.</span></span> I much prefer to feast on the flowers with my eyes than on the buds with my mouth. They're okay, but I get a bigger thrill out of the flower show. Tomatoes, on the other hand... much better to eat the fruit than the flowers. My brother has ripe tomatoes already. I may not speak to him for a month. Ha! He did give me 6 baby Vitex trees today. He complains about the one I gave him years ago.. it now shades his house, but its beautiful in bright blue plumage. Mine, planted at the same time but in less sunshine (until recently) blooms a pale pink with a few bracts of blue here and there. The babies will be planted to screen my property from the neighbors. (They do grow quickly)<br />
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Must get some sleep... tomorrow is a work day. I wonder if this will actually post? G'night all.<br />
<br />weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-40059943273022031532012-05-03T08:43:00.001-07:002012-05-03T08:43:15.599-07:00Well now. I haven't posted anything since March and everything has changed! I used to be able to select photos while in Picasa and then blog from there. Can't do that anymore. Don't have time to figure it out right now. These changes ought to come with written instructions for those of us who are computer-challenged. Grrrr.weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-65955639526925472092012-03-12T10:42:00.001-07:002012-03-12T10:44:00.171-07:00another project in progress<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SDeJEoyDr8c/T1412SwLFmI/AAAAAAAAdsk/3ZrIlSNryrk/s1600/DSC03088.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SDeJEoyDr8c/T1412SwLFmI/AAAAAAAAdsk/3ZrIlSNryrk/s400/DSC03088.JPG" /></a> The cottage garden looked a bit (bit?) bleak this winter so after some consultation on consolidating, I went a bit crazy. First a load of topsoil for a mound on which to plant a rainbow phormium,<br />
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTczngRQqLY/T1412uahv6I/AAAAAAAAdss/zYSnsJuCjZc/s1600/DSCN0060.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTczngRQqLY/T1412uahv6I/AAAAAAAAdss/zYSnsJuCjZc/s400/DSCN0060.JPG" /></a> Naturally the hens were quite excited about a fresh pile of dirt so I had to fence it.. hopefully temporarily. They <em>are</em> leaving last year's perennials alone, and I am excited to see that all those lovely plants are coming back to life. The "blah" area will be quite colorful in another month or so!<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U0QRHP494kc/T1412p8FNOI/AAAAAAAAds8/LL3ScBERw-o/s1600/DSCN0100.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U0QRHP494kc/T1412p8FNOI/AAAAAAAAds8/LL3ScBERw-o/s400/DSCN0100.JPG" /></a> Then came the pea gravel. This is called "salt & pepper" and it is what I used for the path by the hen's pen. I love it. Leaves blow off and the gravel stays put.<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JycLz19dcWg/T1413NIYQDI/AAAAAAAAdtI/ClEFehL6ASA/s1600/DSCN0106.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JycLz19dcWg/T1413NIYQDI/AAAAAAAAdtI/ClEFehL6ASA/s400/DSCN0106.JPG" /></a> Pathways are not yet completed but I figure a few days of rest are in order. I unloaded two 1/2 cubic yard loads of this on Friday. According to the internet, 1/2 cubic yard of pea gravel weighs 1.3 tons.<br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri55TRrBJZk/T1413mQ4fhI/AAAAAAAAdtU/aIYZpi0IlHQ/s1600/DSCN0145.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri55TRrBJZk/T1413mQ4fhI/AAAAAAAAdtU/aIYZpi0IlHQ/s400/DSCN0145.JPG" /></a> My empty pot collection is growing. Thank you, Taylor, for insisting I do this. I'll think of something to do with the pots.. perhaps succulents in the dog's yard where the deer won't dine on them.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-52417190140880811342012-03-07T08:33:00.000-08:002012-03-07T08:34:09.028-08:00blue fish planters<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pf1SsXQrIZ8/T1eOAHAsgQI/AAAAAAAAdsY/7fmIww1lT0U/s1600/DSCN0027.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pf1SsXQrIZ8/T1eOAHAsgQI/AAAAAAAAdsY/7fmIww1lT0U/s400/DSCN0027.JPG" /></a> <br />I couldn't help myself. One fish came home with me last Wednesday. Friday morning found me picking up its pal as well. Couldn't have just one! Besides, they had been in the same display at the nursery. I love happy reunions. They've both been planted with Mexican feather grass and string-of-pearls. (Photos soon) I'm so happy to have them because I've recently (since then) been admonished to un-pot most everything else and <em>plant it in the ground</em>. Guess I'll have to have a "Garden of Empty Pots" somewhere.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-80312646962824426022012-02-15T07:33:00.000-08:002012-02-15T07:35:06.609-08:00Bloom Day<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlDtoPW03pk/TzvQoaK_AkI/AAAAAAAAdrQ/NqhSVrjrH-A/s1600/DSC02981.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlDtoPW03pk/TzvQoaK_AkI/AAAAAAAAdrQ/NqhSVrjrH-A/s400/DSC02981.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5c37ob6C3I/TzvQojXduWI/AAAAAAAAdrg/ULZAc8YkyM0/s1600/DSC03001.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5c37ob6C3I/TzvQojXduWI/AAAAAAAAdrg/ULZAc8YkyM0/s400/DSC03001.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0UR-eaNlXKY/TzvQpbMeqmI/AAAAAAAAdro/KH9EPITN1I4/s1600/DSC03015.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0UR-eaNlXKY/TzvQpbMeqmI/AAAAAAAAdro/KH9EPITN1I4/s400/DSC03015.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-eFDNoocdY/TzvQpR8V57I/AAAAAAAAdrw/aKt2eCgTChs/s1600/DSC02929.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-eFDNoocdY/TzvQpR8V57I/AAAAAAAAdrw/aKt2eCgTChs/s400/DSC02929.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UldnDR02uag/TzvQpsrLguI/AAAAAAAAdsA/SLAqJp1ammc/s1600/DSC02917.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UldnDR02uag/TzvQpsrLguI/AAAAAAAAdsA/SLAqJp1ammc/s400/DSC02917.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVHnV_sGe8o/TzvQqbw3bsI/AAAAAAAAdsI/0etCJD50I20/s1600/DSC02893.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVHnV_sGe8o/TzvQqbw3bsI/AAAAAAAAdsI/0etCJD50I20/s400/DSC02893.JPG" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-15089352501607283072012-02-01T19:43:00.000-08:002012-02-01T19:44:23.336-08:00last day of January<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YE08uLZP9Fs/TyoGlRRVU6I/AAAAAAAAdq4/lUr_1OW0kGM/s1600/DSC02875.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YE08uLZP9Fs/TyoGlRRVU6I/AAAAAAAAdq4/lUr_1OW0kGM/s400/DSC02875.JPG" /></a> Hopefully this ladybug will manage to hide from the hungry hens!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zHZEt5LP_yk/TyoGllkoeHI/AAAAAAAAdrA/5j4oW4luUP4/s1600/DSC02851.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zHZEt5LP_yk/TyoGllkoeHI/AAAAAAAAdrA/5j4oW4luUP4/s400/DSC02851.JPG" /></a> Had an olive tree decide to self prune on sunday. It scored a direct hit on one of my bird-feeder set-ups. Only one feeder broken, two slightly askew, one totally smashed weather dome and a broken pole, which later put a hole in the palm of my hand. Mess is all cleaned up now and a new pole is offering two feeders to the hungry birds. My greens cans are FULL of bite-sized olive branches and there's some future firewood for anyone who will haul it away. Guess I'd better start saving my money for another full day of tree pruning! 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Or not at all.) I have been down and out for the past 5 days with a nasty cold/sinus infection. I don't get sick often but seem to do a really good job of it when I do. Somewhere under the dog and the cat is I.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mf96NyhRLEM/TwuTgTbHZBI/AAAAAAAAdqs/hTWsWr3Y6f8/s1600/DSC02783.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mf96NyhRLEM/TwuTgTbHZBI/AAAAAAAAdqs/hTWsWr3Y6f8/s400/DSC02783.JPG" /></a> Felt almost human this afternoon so wandered outside with my camera and found this lovely grouping. Nobody was picking on Eyelean! She has "only" been with them for 9 months. Really, its Karla (who also chases the dog) who likes to run Eyelean off. Amelia has never been aggressive and Bette-the-Diva is only aggresive when she thinks about it. Nice to see the peaceful little feathered community.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-11794146753036827802011-12-14T09:22:00.000-08:002011-12-14T09:23:06.468-08:00deer in the yard<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9wr7w_bWvDU/TujbdUxOyoI/AAAAAAAAdpM/s7PjdULozPs/s1600/DSC02540.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9wr7w_bWvDU/TujbdUxOyoI/AAAAAAAAdpM/s7PjdULozPs/s400/DSC02540.JPG" /></a> Jasmine is my "live-in" <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">doeling</span>. Her mama had babies here for 9 years but then fell <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">victim</span> to an auto.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M_BRM3ohucI/TujbduYiR-I/AAAAAAAAdpc/DR0V0wpv4y8/s1600/DSC02325.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M_BRM3ohucI/TujbduYiR-I/AAAAAAAAdpc/DR0V0wpv4y8/s400/DSC02325.JPG" /></a> The is the biggest buck. He's probably Jasmine's daddy.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82taRk2C5Lw/TujbeUhgadI/AAAAAAAAdpk/3KIoBSXHqGI/s1600/DSC02375.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82taRk2C5Lw/TujbeUhgadI/AAAAAAAAdpk/3KIoBSXHqGI/s400/DSC02375.JPG" /></a> Four more does and a fawn joined Jasmine, the big buck, a 4-point buck, a forked horn and a spike on Thanksgiving. Lately it has just been Jasmine although the spike wandered through the front yard this morning. Wish they'd eat all that leaft green chasmanthe. Or bamboo. Bamboo would be ok. Or baby Bunya-bunya trees..<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-26532831355159980772011-12-08T09:35:00.000-08:002011-12-08T09:37:41.117-08:00Jack Frost's handiwork;before & after<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix518PeCDkQ/TuD10HgAz8I/AAAAAAAAdng/TnJUpgQfSUM/s1600/DSC02456.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix518PeCDkQ/TuD10HgAz8I/AAAAAAAAdng/TnJUpgQfSUM/s400/DSC02456.JPG" /></a> The past three nights (or early mornings) have been in the low 30°s so the plant people are not looking so pretty good. Only half of the Brugmansia is frost damaged...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bnn-PDNC0Zk/TuD10e1zlnI/AAAAAAAAdns/0y9HCYfHzlk/s1600/DSC02506.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bnn-PDNC0Zk/TuD10e1zlnI/AAAAAAAAdns/0y9HCYfHzlk/s400/DSC02506.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc7_2dyNN8s/TuD10wdx1lI/AAAAAAAAdn8/zA4br2poj1I/s1600/DSC02341.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc7_2dyNN8s/TuD10wdx1lI/AAAAAAAAdn8/zA4br2poj1I/s400/DSC02341.JPG" /></a> My favorite coleus! Fortunately, I have started many babies from this plant so it will begin anew come spring.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vNAth0YiG5g/TuD11ufWb_I/AAAAAAAAdoE/_XeP3bShN5c/s1600/DSC02508.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vNAth0YiG5g/TuD11ufWb_I/AAAAAAAAdoE/_XeP3bShN5c/s400/DSC02508.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZtwAJ3zsNg/TuD114sz-EI/AAAAAAAAdoU/TnDSoim42zo/s1600/DSC02120.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZtwAJ3zsNg/TuD114sz-EI/AAAAAAAAdoU/TnDSoim42zo/s400/DSC02120.JPG" /></a> The Persian Shield went from glorious purple to black. In this case, black is not beautiful.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt7PBrVyoIg/TuD121IaD8I/AAAAAAAAdoc/TscLX-IJ9EY/s1600/DSC02509.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt7PBrVyoIg/TuD121IaD8I/AAAAAAAAdoc/TscLX-IJ9EY/s400/DSC02509.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xguynUBS9j8/TuD13KOLvfI/AAAAAAAAdos/1g-RM-9Wgzs/s1600/DSC02399.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xguynUBS9j8/TuD13KOLvfI/AAAAAAAAdos/1g-RM-9Wgzs/s400/DSC02399.JPG" /></a> The baby banana didn't fare too well either. However its cousin, in the planter next to the house is just fine thank-you-very-much. Now we just need a couple of months of rain, followed by SPRING in March.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZMnaIWL7cM/TuD15CwSBlI/AAAAAAAAdo0/mi6sGv3j1yw/s1600/DSC02511.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZMnaIWL7cM/TuD15CwSBlI/AAAAAAAAdo0/mi6sGv3j1yw/s400/DSC02511.JPG" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-16283186814422433812011-11-23T09:29:00.000-08:002011-11-23T09:30:51.288-08:00my chickens<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-TxPSougy8/Ts0tw5cZSII/AAAAAAAAdmk/3IUlOO27RJw/s1600/DSC02342.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-TxPSougy8/Ts0tw5cZSII/AAAAAAAAdmk/3IUlOO27RJw/s400/DSC02342.JPG" /></a> Amelia is the adventurous one, the one who will inspect everything, enter any and all open doors, and who lays the bigest eggs.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVsObu2KY4g/Ts0txB2DxwI/AAAAAAAAdms/92rbBik5Mf0/s1600/DSC01095.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVsObu2KY4g/Ts0txB2DxwI/AAAAAAAAdms/92rbBik5Mf0/s400/DSC01095.JPG" /></a> Karla likes to tease the dog (and vice versa) They play "chase".. she chases Phoebe-the-dog.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECXk33VKXn8/Ts0txCqrZEI/AAAAAAAAdm8/bwRrikT0kDE/s1600/DSC01078.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECXk33VKXn8/Ts0txCqrZEI/AAAAAAAAdm8/bwRrikT0kDE/s400/DSC01078.JPG" /></a> Bette is beautiful.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-mJ-UrU5Ko/Ts0tx9j40qI/AAAAAAAAdnM/ouBu4tG8qic/s1600/DSC00300.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-mJ-UrU5Ko/Ts0tx9j40qI/AAAAAAAAdnM/ouBu4tG8qic/s400/DSC00300.JPG" /></a> Roostie is ancient.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OOJtORhSsyA/Ts0tysIVBAI/AAAAAAAAdnU/p94U9Kxf5Nw/s1600/DSC01269.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OOJtORhSsyA/Ts0tysIVBAI/AAAAAAAAdnU/p94U9Kxf5Nw/s400/DSC01269.JPG" /></a> Eyelean (she used to fly to my shoulder and peck, sweetly, at my eyes), is the "baby". She lays a nice greenish blue egg almost every day.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-26640302970143039272011-10-28T20:41:00.000-07:002011-10-28T20:41:33.270-07:00Stapelia<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uf9O5Oky2qE/Tqt16VaTHSI/AAAAAAAAdg4/-c2XYxo2piE/s1600/DSC02084.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uf9O5Oky2qE/Tqt16VaTHSI/AAAAAAAAdg4/-c2XYxo2piE/s400/DSC02084.JPG" /></a> The Stapelia didn't bloom last year but more than doubled its size. Seems to me it suffered from some Jack Frost issues as well. Anyhow, it summered outside and only came in recently. I did not notice much of an odor.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EpX0PXSzlww/Tqt16tJPlBI/AAAAAAAAdhI/mCc-RShP_V0/s1600/DSC02127.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EpX0PXSzlww/Tqt16tJPlBI/AAAAAAAAdhI/mCc-RShP_V0/s400/DSC02127.JPG" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-10137682525966623362011-10-26T19:23:00.000-07:002011-10-26T19:24:29.815-07:00yay! Flowers!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4BNg5C56FI/TqjA2Vx5UKI/AAAAAAAAdgI/8aItV1PXv8s/s1600/DSC02089.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4BNg5C56FI/TqjA2Vx5UKI/AAAAAAAAdgI/8aItV1PXv8s/s400/DSC02089.JPG" /></a> Blooming now; a double purple Datura<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V51lcD3NwaU/TqjA2unQkII/AAAAAAAAdgQ/Bwfzdpuscao/s1600/DSC02090.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V51lcD3NwaU/TqjA2unQkII/AAAAAAAAdgQ/Bwfzdpuscao/s400/DSC02090.JPG" /></a> a Brugmansia that starts out yellow then turns pinky-peachy, then white<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WR6wIeCnJQA/TqjA2p86wRI/AAAAAAAAdgg/Q1StM2oPt6A/s1600/DSC02084.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WR6wIeCnJQA/TqjA2p86wRI/AAAAAAAAdgg/Q1StM2oPt6A/s400/DSC02084.JPG" /></a> The stinky Stapelia<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6FPKLZymFk/TqjA3almnII/AAAAAAAAdgo/b6sQVNtilkk/s1600/DSC02067.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6FPKLZymFk/TqjA3almnII/AAAAAAAAdgo/b6sQVNtilkk/s400/DSC02067.JPG" /></a> and a Canna, of which I have too many.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-35461453255486442142011-10-26T19:18:00.000-07:002011-10-26T19:18:27.524-07:00arghhhhh1It just took me 20 minutes to figure out my user name and password for Blogger. Now that I have it, its not wanting to post the photos I'd intended to post. I am SO technically inept!weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-83406181863581903232011-09-25T20:22:00.000-07:002011-09-25T20:23:02.963-07:00Water hibiscus<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0NwRqtZ7Rs/Tn_wFs0psfI/AAAAAAAAdd8/TQAGLS0lbJc/s1600/DSC01488.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0NwRqtZ7Rs/Tn_wFs0psfI/AAAAAAAAdd8/TQAGLS0lbJc/s400/DSC01488.JPG" /></a> YAY! Finally! The parent plant was dessert for Doereen the doe a few years back and this one has been struggling all belonely by itself in a pot ever since. This summer I stuck its pot in a big tub of water and <em>that</em> made it happy enough to bloom. There are lots more buds as well. (I was jealous of Phil's (Eastsidepatch) blooming in Austin months ago.)<br />Tomorrow my bank account will suffer a reduction but so will some of the over-grown 100 year old olive trees. Major reductions are in store.. this also means that the new shade garden will be in full sun after tomorrow. But hey, we never want to run out of projects do we! It will be Heavenly not to have tons of olive leaves and olives on the patio.. and a big relief not to have several tons of wood hanging over the studio and one of the little tin sheds. They will also obliterate the three big brush piles (yay, chips for the pathways!) and hopefully clean up the palm tree. Time to do a Happy Dance and go to bed.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-65182951047508885642011-08-02T08:04:00.000-07:002011-08-02T08:04:47.675-07:00datura, tomato horn worm<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ODBlNu2Y2pE/TjgSDbuLdQI/AAAAAAAAc58/BGpRwDnzors/s1600/DSC00874.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ODBlNu2Y2pE/TjgSDbuLdQI/AAAAAAAAc58/BGpRwDnzors/s400/DSC00874.JPG" /></a> This purple Datura has been a joy. HAD been a joy. Was STILL a joy to the tomato horn worm that discovered it yesterday and devoured it in very short order. Apparently they are not concerned that Daturas are poisonous. I tossed the worm to the hens, who came running but then put on their brakes. They would have nothing to do with the large green thing.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GcHx5MERLo/TjgSDVRQy8I/AAAAAAAAc6E/wgZTFclKWqU/s1600/DSC00812.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GcHx5MERLo/TjgSDVRQy8I/AAAAAAAAc6E/wgZTFclKWqU/s400/DSC00812.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt3lLjlzwm0/TjgSDqZ63nI/AAAAAAAAc6M/6AMGJ_D4QN8/s1600/DSC01000.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt3lLjlzwm0/TjgSDqZ63nI/AAAAAAAAc6M/6AMGJ_D4QN8/s400/DSC01000.JPG" /></a> Poor little plant!<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-54012359040591002792011-07-22T08:47:00.000-07:002011-07-22T08:47:32.252-07:00plant ID<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcq10AW2jZ4/TimbkkxzQKI/AAAAAAAAcoM/Di_wipIkZjQ/s1600/DSC00856.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcq10AW2jZ4/TimbkkxzQKI/AAAAAAAAcoM/Di_wipIkZjQ/s400/DSC00856.JPG" /></a> Though this is growing in the above ground tin pond and doesn't seem to mind wet feet, I don't think it is any sort of bog plant. Is it one of the gazillion campanulas?<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRSlRGofOqM/TimbkxhHYRI/AAAAAAAAcoU/od3STskAl90/s1600/DSC00857.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRSlRGofOqM/TimbkxhHYRI/AAAAAAAAcoU/od3STskAl90/s400/DSC00857.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osdAC0bgv6A/Timbk571ugI/AAAAAAAAcoc/fONp4_xHZqQ/s1600/DSC00858.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osdAC0bgv6A/Timbk571ugI/AAAAAAAAcoc/fONp4_xHZqQ/s400/DSC00858.JPG" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-23835298347848588042011-07-14T21:28:00.000-07:002011-07-14T21:28:59.940-07:00Bee Balm & unknown<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K7lyLNY2ybw/Th_CCdtrvRI/AAAAAAAAcXY/XHSrZ_nPkZM/s1600/DSC00737.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K7lyLNY2ybw/Th_CCdtrvRI/AAAAAAAAcXY/XHSrZ_nPkZM/s400/DSC00737.JPG" /></a> Finally found the tag for this beautiful Bee Balm. The doe ate everything last year (and 8 years before) and the tags have been misplaced... I miss Doereen but not her appetite!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mOPSUvsXxYk/Th_CCUkwjmI/AAAAAAAAcXg/pEcrTVbH0Mc/s1600/DSC00738.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mOPSUvsXxYk/Th_CCUkwjmI/AAAAAAAAcXg/pEcrTVbH0Mc/s400/DSC00738.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPW7XzFsdsQ/Th_CCmuWCxI/AAAAAAAAcXo/VMpestrHDh4/s1600/DSC00762.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPW7XzFsdsQ/Th_CCmuWCxI/AAAAAAAAcXo/VMpestrHDh4/s400/DSC00762.JPG" /></a> Have not found the tag for this one though. Its growing in a pot in the tin pond. What is it?<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-66840326965300267432011-07-14T07:39:00.000-07:002011-07-14T07:40:02.032-07:00prickly pear<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEG2c-rmnJo/Th7_wWVRqvI/AAAAAAAAcU4/suv5piie8z0/s1600/DSC00724.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEG2c-rmnJo/Th7_wWVRqvI/AAAAAAAAcU4/suv5piie8z0/s400/DSC00724.JPG" /></a> What is attacking my prickly pear?<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-83669960414678001112011-06-16T20:38:00.000-07:002011-06-16T20:38:54.721-07:00peafowl and Brugmansias<a href="http://localhost:2822/6eff10a5cefc6631a55200ce47a5eeac/image/18443354c0d09c7d.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://localhost:2822/6eff10a5cefc6631a55200ce47a5eeac/image/18443354c0d09c7d.jpg?size=400" /></a>a few years back a peahen flew in and honked at us. She ended up staying for a year, maybe two, at which time I gave her to a fellow who had a peacock but no peahen. Missed her. She once raised a Bantum chick. It was the cutest thing; little feathered golfball following the enormous peahen. She was such a good mother. anyhow, this evening I heard a loud HONK and then this peafowl flew from the ground to about 30' up in a Sycamore tree, a good 100' from take off. I had no idea they could fly that well. Hope it stays! I think its another hen.<br />
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<a href="http://localhost:2822/6eff10a5cefc6631a55200ce47a5eeac/image/6637c83ba332fd1e.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://localhost:2822/6eff10a5cefc6631a55200ce47a5eeac/image/6637c83ba332fd1e.jpg?size=400" /></a> This is ther Brugie my brother bought for me last year. It is absolutely loaded with buds and flowers which smell divine.weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-88382845393976569052011-06-14T20:24:00.000-07:002011-06-14T20:25:32.427-07:00changes<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-00yMHlRjEvo/TfgmKOb8JdI/AAAAAAAAb_E/Fy_p0RR4ipk/s1600/DSC09208.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-00yMHlRjEvo/TfgmKOb8JdI/AAAAAAAAb_E/Fy_p0RR4ipk/s400/DSC09208.JPG" /></a> last June I tore out and dug up LOTS of V<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">inca</span> Major and Oregon Grape. Not to mention removed the fence that was older than Yours <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Truly</span>.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vokas0DoG64/TfgmKSNciyI/AAAAAAAAb_M/QCk4BVk-Pd4/s1600/DSC09209.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vokas0DoG64/TfgmKSNciyI/AAAAAAAAb_M/QCk4BVk-Pd4/s400/DSC09209.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ABB2f5jit0w/TfgmKjcfPSI/AAAAAAAAb_U/-lM3XT3oZ90/s1600/DSC00447.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ABB2f5jit0w/TfgmKjcfPSI/AAAAAAAAb_U/-lM3XT3oZ90/s400/DSC00447.JPG" /></a> It is now becoming a dry garden of yuccas and aloes and such. Ahhh.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-73030534600354043582011-06-11T21:30:00.000-07:002011-06-11T21:32:07.000-07:00just some blooms<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm6Pfnn4ZOY/TfRBQkDcTjI/AAAAAAAAb6M/BLwCsqZqtXA/s1600/DSC00410.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm6Pfnn4ZOY/TfRBQkDcTjI/AAAAAAAAb6M/BLwCsqZqtXA/s400/DSC00410.JPG" /></a> The Shrimp plant never stops blooming. At least not now that its fenced off from hungry deer.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcaoWs3dxG4/TfRBQ9sTtKI/AAAAAAAAb6U/VkWrx_B5EVY/s1600/DSC00415.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcaoWs3dxG4/TfRBQ9sTtKI/AAAAAAAAb6U/VkWrx_B5EVY/s400/DSC00415.JPG" /></a> Dawson strolling through the new cottage garden in the early morn.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5SRsEnbnVU/TfRBRBTxLfI/AAAAAAAAb6c/NqNOPPlh7TM/s1600/DSC00382.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5SRsEnbnVU/TfRBRBTxLfI/AAAAAAAAb6c/NqNOPPlh7TM/s400/DSC00382.JPG" /></a> Alstroemeria<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-esMhQa1DFiI/TfRBRHSKIcI/AAAAAAAAb6k/1G8QSb7TXuQ/s1600/DSC00356.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-esMhQa1DFiI/TfRBRHSKIcI/AAAAAAAAb6k/1G8QSb7TXuQ/s400/DSC00356.JPG" /></a> LOVE The grasses!<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-70839322169464905752011-06-09T21:40:00.000-07:002011-06-09T21:40:35.016-07:00wind chime<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPQ-ftE8-UY/TfGgQcQljSI/AAAAAAAAb4Q/b3kymWW2rCw/s1600/DSC00379.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPQ-ftE8-UY/TfGgQcQljSI/AAAAAAAAb4Q/b3kymWW2rCw/s400/DSC00379.JPG" /></a> I totally LOVE this shell wind chime. Its not only beautiful but sounds wonderful. I love the glass balls too. Thanks again, Chris!!<br /><br />(both items were purchased at PeraDice, 918 24th St, Sacramento, Ca.)<div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25269874.post-82092715908922356312011-06-09T21:26:00.000-07:002011-06-09T21:27:14.151-07:00plant ID needed<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBsTfkxzpv8/TfGdHjTSNkI/AAAAAAAAb4A/p_4EvpPkMgg/s1600/DSC00407.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBsTfkxzpv8/TfGdHjTSNkI/AAAAAAAAb4A/p_4EvpPkMgg/s400/DSC00407.JPG" /></a> <br />Does anybody know what this is? It had a marker but the Gnomes erased it and I sure don't remember the name.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nddvBMCEPAM/TfGdH-DYBAI/AAAAAAAAb4I/3YweNSClY_U/s1600/DSC00408.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nddvBMCEPAM/TfGdH-DYBAI/AAAAAAAAb4I/3YweNSClY_U/s400/DSC00408.JPG" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>weeder1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664668542203907470noreply@blogger.com0