At some point in the wee morning hours of Friday morning, a loud crash woke me and the pupsters. I looked around, looked outside. Couldn’t figure it out.
Upon closer inspection, I saw that one of the wooden boxes, that I nailed to the wall, had fallen to the floor for some strange reason. And broken vintage bottles were scattered on the floor below.
I don’t think I lost more than one or two bottles, thank goodness. But why that happened I do not know.
Tis a mystery.
I’ve been steadily working out on the patio trying to get things cleaned up. Since they’ve never fixed the gate so I can open it, I can’t blow the dead leaves out to the alley. So I’m picking up the debris a little at a time.
If management won’t cut some of that huge troublesome tree back in April, I will be all over them. It’s the reason the gate won’t open.
And it will be on maintenance alone if it gets done, because the cheap company that handles the property for the owner refuse to spend a dime toward it. Or maybe it’s the owner.
Every day now, I stand at the patio doors, or go out and sit on the patio, dreaming of what I want to do out there this year.
At night I thumb through old gardening magazines for inspiration before I settle down to read a book.
I want to have my water gardens in the galvanized containers again. But my electric bill has gone up so much lately that I have decided I just can’t afford to plug the fountains in again.
Here’s a few pics from last year…
I do love the water fountains. I’ve been looking into solar fountains, but I know they aren’t nearly as strong. So doing some pondering here. Decisions, decisions.
So I will probably be getting little fish that will eat the mosquito larvae, because I don’t want still water being a breeding ground.
I’ve read that fish called Gamdusia (commonly called mosquito fish) might work. Not pretty fish. But might be great little workers.
I’ve never had fish in my little water gardens. I know those galvanized tubs on the cement get pretty hot.
Don’t want to fry fish out there!