The seeds that I planted in the butterfly garden have sprouted enthusiastically and are starting to bloom.
I'd like to say that it's a pleasant place to sit with a glass of iced tea and a book. Alas--I can handle the record high heat (high 90's) but can't quite deal with the record number of biting flies. I dash out for a five-minute admiration but that's about it.
The poor things are growing in almost pure sand. I did rototill in about 10 5-gallon buckets of compost when we set it up. Border's bookstore put out their used coffee grounds for gardners, so I spread those around. It will take awhile to have anything that resembles soil.
And we had to chase a coyote out of the yard who was eyeing our chickens. A friend says we should call ourselves Mutual of Omaha.
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