Okay! I am coughing and clearing my throat a lot again
today... That kind of comes and goes, less one day and
then more the next. Annoying.
But I feel like I have more energy today!
Unfortunately, energy is the same way: It comes and goes.
So I have to enjoy it while I've got it!
I am heading to the garden with kitchen scraps to
throw on our plot for compost. I haven't been able
to do this lately and my backpack has a comfortable
weight to it.
As I get to the Community Garden, a flash of red
catches my eye...
Um. He's a Finch... but House Finches are more of
a red-orange, and this guy is decidedly raspberry red!
Could he be a Purple Finch?
Oh my gosh! I think he's a Cassin Finch!!
No streaks on his underparts! Unfortunately you can't
quite see his peaked crown at this angle. But
I'm pretty sure.
Compare Cassin Finch!
He's a bit outside of his normal range. And I'm a bit
bummed because I didn't get many photos. ha. Oh Well.
I go into the garden and... oh foo. The below freezing
nights lately, have made the Fava droopy!
The big Strawberry plant is still okay, tho!
And the smaller Favas are undamaged from the cold.
I rake aside some leaves and dump the kitchen scraps
and cover them well. With all the rain we get, it won't
take long for them to decompose... in the Spring, I might
see a couple avocado pits, but that's about it!
I wander thru the Community Garden, looking at the other
plots.
I have serious concerns about this plot...
This is the plot that is full of Lesser Celandine, a
terrible invasive plant in our area.
There were three men working on this plot yesterday...
the Lesser Celandine was absolutely LUSH under the blue tarp.
The men were hoeing with a lot of energy, but that's
NOT going to kill the plants. Lesser Celandine has
tiny little root balls, you basically have to haul all
the dirt away! Just killing the aboveground part of
the plant isn't going to do a single thing!
And then, WHY didn't they put the tarp back on?
This is just going to be a disaster as the Celandine
comes back!
Sighs. Dumb Humans. I move on.
There's still some Calendula blooms at out little
pollinator garden, but they're looking pretty rough.
There's a garden plot at the front, that has a little
greenhouse built on it, and I check it out.
Cacti! That's fun!
Over the Cacti is an Olive Tree? Interesting. And on
the right is Strawberry plants.
This is a very developed plot, several raised beds and well
taken care of. But we aren't allowed to have trees.
Or at least, that's what the rules say. Of course, they
ignore the rules for certain people. The powers
that be LOVE raised beds and give those plots lots of
extra leeway with the rules.
Grass in the pathways is fine if you have raised beds.
Not fine if you are me! And now, apparently, trees are
fine if you have raised beds.
This is why I've gone subversive here. The Community
Garden Director has really turned on the bull shit in
the last year or so and I'll be quietly undermining
their authority!
As I leave the Garden, this one has flown in!
Not Rudra. It's the shy one again!
Of course, he flew as I moved closer. But he didn't go far.
I've seen him enough times now to name him. I go thru
a few names in my head, before landing on Sir Shy. :)
My Mom had surgery today to put a plate in her poor
broken arm.
When she fell, last Saturday, she had
broken both the ulna and the radius, the wrist
bones were fine. They determined that healing
time would be faster if she had surgery.
The surgery went fine. They had given her a nerve
block, which lasted the rest of the day, but not
into the evening. And then she's got the good drugs.
And my good energy has lasted the entire day!
Maybe I'm starting to come back to life!!