Water garden

Mr Tom observing my work

My mint and strawberry patch fell to a field of grass. It was watered regularly, but maybe it was the heat, or that the trees over grew the area and there is more shade than I thought. Either way, I finally decided to pull the grass in the “cool” of the morning (if you can call 80 degrees at 7am cool). The water bowls I put out in the sprinkler area were doing well providing wildlife and cats with water, so I put another bowl with rocks out (so the frogs and bees have landing areas), and turned over a few terra cotta pots to provide moist frog cover. It isn’t any kind of work of art (yet), but it is functional and has potential.

Mr Tom getting a drink from the in-progress water garden

Brain itch

I know Grandma’s blanket isn’t done yet, but I had to scratch a brain itch. I have an idea for a brioche knit using vertical stripes of color, and I just had to start a prototype. This is scrap cotton yarn (yup, when I’ve done my experiments, it will go in the washcloth bin).

Start of a four-color vertical stripe brioche knit test

That the colors match my knitting bag is complete serendipity.

A friend of Mr Tom

Mr Tom, my neighbor’s favorite cat that likes to hang out in our meadow and charm treats, has many friends. Lately he has brought round a short haired black cat. I was able to get a picture of the graceful feline, with one white whisker, and unclipped ears. Darn it. It is still to hot for trapping, but if I can befriend it, it may be easier to get it in to be neutered.

Intact feral cat (picture taken from inside the chicken coop)

I’m pretty sure this is not a new denizen of the woods, but one that has been teasing me for a year.

Coyotes

Did a trail cam check, saw pictures of two different coyotes where we haven’t seen coyotes before, up in the meadow near the chicken coop. Mostly we see cats, armadillo, raccoon, and opossum, with an occasional fox in this area. Down in the back woods, were there used to be a small trickle of a stream, we would see pictures of deer and bobcat and coyote as well, but not in the meadow.

Healthy looking coyote
Not as healthy looking coyote

Saying that it has been dry here doesn’t really cover it. The word drought gets close, but doesn’t have enough soul wrenching connotation to encompass the brittle brown fields, plumes from the wild fires, and the ribs showing through on domestic and wild life.