Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Odds, ends and whatnots
We are watching momma "working". She calls it working. I can't say she is weeding because what she is pulling out of the ground with a vengeance is not weeds. It is mint. She calls it "THE INVADER". I actually like the smell of the invader. I was going to roll in it, but...that much fury out of momma scared me off. You know, I am a trauma survivor. I once saw momma kill. Yuh. It was awful. It was NO accident. She saw the victim, told it to get out and when it failed to do so, she whacked it dead.
That fly never had a chance.
I think I stayed away from momma for a couple of days after that.
Watching her rip out the mint, reminds me of that incident. Apparently the mint had dared to go into momma's tomatoes and zucchini blossoms and herbs. Not smart. That woman loves her herbs. I guess I do too. My mouth waters when I smell lavender or rosemary or thyme... I think chicken. I think over roasted potatoes.
Well, we are just going to watch her do her thing. Cinnamon mint. Bye. Orange mint. Bye. Chocolate mint. Bye....
Oh she is leaving some. On the other side of the yard. Exiled. Ohhhhh... This is serious.
BTW, Mrs and Mrs Dove are doing fine. Momma even got them a new birdbath. [Can I point out the fact that I DO NOT HAVE MY OWN BATH????]
quietly waiting for the end of the rampage...how is your garden?