These were many places in the woods, with an acre of them here: native wild azaleas, Rhododendron canescens.
No, not honeysuckle. That’s a vine. These are a bush. Continue reading
Then we shooed the teenage dogs out of the corn.
I figured she must have discovered a nest of venomous serpents. Nope, Nervous Nellie was barking up a storm over a gopher tortoise.
That threatened species Gopherus polyphemus was actually somewhat threatened, since Nellie was trying to gnaw on her shell. Continue reading
Quite an odd dog.
Looks good in a cape, though.
Fortunately, Gretchen had some compressed air.
The dogs wondered what I was doing creating a dust storm on the porch.
Also I swapped the laptop’s memory for twice as much, and now it doesn’t hang several times a day like before, even with google-earth-pro, facebook, google drive, wordpress, and about forty other things in tabs.
That’s less than half of the sugar cane on the bed when Gretchen wondered, “What was I thinking?”
Nervous Nellie thought it was great fun, running up and down the cane bed as I was digging it. The other dogs got bored and went home.
Gretchen cut almost all of the cane with her machete. (She didn’t approve of my axe.) Continue reading
Cleanly, those porch dogs are. After a walk, Honeybun stuck her head under the bathwater and paddled furiously. Nervous Nellie seemed more inclined to get a drink.
Yes, that’s beautyberry, Callicarpa americana, around the dog beauty bath.
Leash training day.
Nervous Nellie is also known as the Jackal, because she looks like one, and loves to skulk around and bark. She barks less as times goes on.
Oh, yeah: that’s Gretchen.