The Freds and flowers

Firstly, to answer Jeanie's excellent question. 

Q. "Was this a tornado or just a major wind/lightning storm?"

It was just a thunder storm, with big winds. Down drafts, perhaps. It went for several km up the highway. It could have been a lot worse.

FRED Report!

OK, while we have tree damage, I do have flowers in bloom. Oh, yes, and views of Fred. I think we have Auntie Fred at the shed. Then a kit under the septic bed. One keeps running up and down the driveway. The grass is greener there! This is July 3

Then July 5th

July 3rd they were on the wood pile.  

 The coyote appeared on the camera in the forest. It looks more like a rabbit than a groundhog.

 

Now, for the flowers. Such a short season we have.

This is a heavy planter. The other one was balanced on an upside down pot. Whoopsie, Butch raccoon! My zucchini plant! 

I moved it, drained the bird bath, and will try this.

I am happy to say the planter Fred decimated, has come back. They haven't been running around the front yard garden. Thankfully!

I rather think these are fireflies! We have hundreds.

Bats in the belfry, or wasps in the flagpole topper. Live and let live!

Whipper snippering and Fred

 I used the whipper snipper to get rid of the twitch grass in the garden. I am terribly frustrated with it. I've had nightmares about the weeds growing and squeezing out the other plants. It hurst my back to bend over all that time. I am not getting any younger. Can't tell you the relief I feel. 

This is an spot that has ticks, I have found. The ticks do what is called QUESTING, they climb tall weeds or wee saplings, and fling themselves onto any moving critter. Another solution to the problem. 

Despite heading into a drought (I think), the weeds are profuse. I whacked weed debris in the goldfish pond. Also, all over me and my clothes. I love it when I get ready for a shower and debris falls to the floor. A good day's work! 

A panoramic of the front garden. I've just taken town the feeder, after seeing a bear on the trailcam. I was bringing it in every night, but I'm done. Forage on, birdies.

Jeanie asked what a whipper snipper is, I am sure there are other names. But for a senior with memory issues, and problems retrieving nouns, that's the name I dredged up! Oh, 'weed wacker!' is another name.

Fred Groundhog

For those keeners who have come to enjoy Fred Groundhog, another saga in the tale. I was filming from the deck, and this will give you a giggle. Watch the kit in the background. It falls into the burrow opening!

Monday was the last day for the shed burrow. They followed her here, and stayed a day.  

Leafing things here

It's been beautiful, seeing our leaves turn. I knew rain was on the way, there was mulching to do.

It looks wonderful. Well, it did. Most of these leaves are gone.

Non-mental note: clean out the leaves in the eaves!

The garden is slowly getting cleaned up.

We had a huge dump of rain, Wed., OCt. 22nd. I'm glad I didn't put away this rain barrel. The goldfish pond is full.

Last of the summer plants.

We were expecting rain. I zipped around doing a leaf mulch. This is the day after. They fell again! 

Once it dries up, I'll have to do it all again. Good thing I like to roar around on the lawn tractor!

Fall is falling!

We are hanging in, getting ready for winter. Joe took himself into the opthalmologist and his pink eye is good, but he has dry eye. There are drops for that, as well using eye pads for relief. There is always something. 

The goldfish pond is cold, 2 ℃., which is the air temperature this morning. I think the froggies are on their own. The leopard frogs have to move from the grass, where they've spent the summer eating bugs, to water for hibernation. This one croaked at me as I was carrying it down to the frog pond. It's a brighter green than the ones that are cold. It was happy to jump into the pond. That's 26 that I moved. 

We are so close to the end of the leaves. 

I used the lawn tractor to mulch the driveway. I thought it was going to rain. It didn't! Nothing like trying to mulch soggy leaves. 

This is a non-mental note to get up on the ladder and clean out the eaves. Once they've all fallen. Also, the shed. There is no sense dragging the ladder around until the trees are done.

The bird feeder is up. The birds laugh at Cinnamon. 

Tuesday I roared up and down the driveway to mulch leaves. I enjoyed it! When I finished... looking to the skies. My first photo was with the video camera. B

y the time I fetched the phone, the double was much less exciting.