Wednesday, July 17, 2019

A hosta tale...

This first photo does not look like many....they are on the left side of the door on our one time I had planted two little plants on each side.  One of the ones on this side died...and the other was as close to being dead as could be.  There was more of these on this side last year...not sure what happened.  There is one more that is not in this photo.

We had and electric wire come down on top of the garage and it touched the step and ground right by them...but they did not do good even before that.  But it was like the electric shock hurt them even worse.

As some of you know, I love rocks, and collect them wherever I go, and the neighbors that know I love rocks will pick me up a rock when they travel.  I got the bright idea to put rocks around them. 

Look at the other side:

I could not begin to count these.

The ones on the right side take up a space at least 6 or 7 ft. long.  And I only planted two little hostas to begin with...they came from Walmart.

Every time I go in and out of the garage, they make me happy.  I figured putting rocks around would help some, but never dreamed it would help that much.  And they are big as my two fists put together and on up in size. 

Its a Bubbie post....

Usually every night at some point he has to set with me, sometimes more than once.  Sometimes only for a few minutes sometimes for an hour, give or take a few minutes.

Who can resist a face like this.

He often covers his face like this.....


This is the first Simon's Cat I saw, when Bubbie was just a youngster...and it is so him.