It was a very fun weekend. After thinking and thinkng, and watching sun patterns, and watching how the Blue Mouse Ears hostas had done in new locations this summer, moving day arrived on Saturday. I started with moving a potful of the Molly Cowles seedlings into their home until bloom – 2+ years out. By then sweat was dripping down my forehead onto my nose, and I thought I may as well keep going. I really do need to invest in a headband lol. I took a hydration moment, and I made the choice – it was time to divide and transplant more fairy-ringed Blue Mouse Ears. According to my plan. Out came a huge clump. More sweat, glasses slipping, thankfully pony tail keeping my hair away from my face, the first division went into the “for sure” spot I had envisioned since May. Then another, and another. And then I dipped into more seedlings – the Coral Majority self-seed, and planted those. And a final baby Blue Mouse Ears division found a home. On went the cloches, on went the water, and then it was, for sure, time to stop. But I knew that already. I was feeling both exhilarated, and whooped.


This morning dawned more motivation, but for working at the historic cemetery garden. The yarrow needed a serious haircut, there were more hosta scapes to trim, and the milkweed was bending over. Plus some weeds. Not much. Our neighborhood weeders are awesome!!! And the mulch is rocking it.
I fight myself getting over there in the summer heat and air quality alerts, as I don’t have the luxury of the conditions of home, but every single time I go, I am mega invigorated by the people who walk by and chat and say thanks, and by the way the garden looks when I do my finishing walk around.
Tonight there was no dinner out with our newest grandson and the family and inlaws there, like last night, but there was corn on the cob from our other DIL, a burger on the Traeger, a beverage, and a very nice chat with a friend while the sunset faded and the fireflies continued their nightly show and the stars started to make an appearance. A very good weekend indeed.





























