Things are quiet at home. Quiet is good! Sunny skies are heartwarming. Lots of people are out enjoying the weather, those who aren't facing wildfires, drought, or hurricanes. It is horrific for many folks.
Monday morning is garbage day on our road. I got dressed, and headed out with our container. I always take my camera. This is what I found. The garbage was quietly scattered, as if flung from a vehicle. Usually the critters get into it.
I went back inside to have my morning coffee ,and back out armed with gloves and a bag, and cleaned it up. This has happened before. Tourists staying at a cottage, or camping, don't want to take their garbage home, they dump it on someone's driveway, or chuck it out their window. Any garbage is susceptible to the critters: skunks, raccoons, coyotes, crows. They all go after it.
I think, based on what I found, it was a trucker. There were several fast food containers and receipts. A cash receipt from a hardware store, as well. There was a blue and white medical pad you place under incontinent persons – right under our mailbox. Also, lots of unused paper napkins. Some people are pigs.
OK, back to nature. Seeing as it is the end of the growing season, for the most part, here were the Angel's Trumpet July 17th compared to Aug. 25th.
This is so pretty!
The potato ivy was a lovely deep purple last week. This week, it is more green.
The dinner plate hibiscus I had to tie up. They were waving back and forth in the wind, and it seemed prudent. They are as tall as me, well, that is average, but you know what I mean! I was so proud of gathering the energy to do some work.
We had 16 mm rain in the early hours today. There was a thunder storm around 1:30 a.m., and Cinnamon didn't like it. He came into bed with me, watching the lightning flashes out the window. It has been a rainy month, for the most part. Not a lot, but a little over many days. I even watered the day before!
No good deed goes unpunished. It was a foggy morning and the hibiscus were leaning drunkenly.
