The wild bunny is free now. I'm sure going to miss that sweet face. He slept curled up there just inside the entrance to his little straw hut. It felt like the right thing to do early this morning, but now, here at the edge of dark, it's feeling a lot like the wrong thing. I'm worried about him.
Poppy reminded me of the quote that goes something like, "If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it is yours. If it doesn't, it never was."
pulling weeds and bamboo grass here, I nearly grabbed this big praying mantis. No wonder he is giving me that evil look.
and pitiful looking, but here is the persimmon tree I bought last year at Walmart...half dead and on sale. Still looks about half dead, but it's growing persimmons.
been busy weeding and mowing...
and remember how I tackled this weedy mess a week or so ago...
here is the bed now, layered with compost, newspaper, grass clippings, and leaves...
can't wait to fill the bed with Iris again.
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