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Mulching Style. . .


 

Skipole legs included!  

The Grand Duchess is away for a quick, eight-day research trip to Germany, so it's just "The Boys" at the moment.   

Yesterday saw yours truly mulch a large bed across the back of the house where The Grand Duchess recently planted 36 Cleome, a few of which are starting to bloom.  They do well in this bed, on the northern side of the house, providing some lovely color and visual interest along our screened in back porch where we spend a large amount of time each year between mid-May and late September.  

Most important, the ever present white-tailed deer leave the Cleome alone, something we must always take into consideration with our annual and perennial plantings.  I am not a hunter, and enjoy seeing the bucolic beasts walk though our front- and backyards occasionally, but when it comes to garden maintenance, the deer are pests.  As destructive as moles in the lawn.

On a different note, the reasonably well-dressed Young Master (red short-sleeved polo shirt, jeans, and sneakers today) returns home midday following his last morning of 7th Grade.  Haircut to follow at 4pm along with a quick trip to the grocery story on the way home to pick up a few things for supper.  

Our son is a fan of hamburgers and vegetables cooked on the grill, so I thought we would celebrate with a special dinner before retiring upstairs to the TV room to watch another documentary on Leonardo Da Vinci, one of his current fascinations.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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