Yesterday was one of those days for which people specifically flock to Florida: near-non-existent humidity, lovely breeze, temps in the mid-70s, and a big blue bowl of a cloudless sky. So of course we spent it sweating in the backyard.
But look what we accomplished! I finally finished painting the composter Husband made for me last summer:
Anyone living, or ever visited, south of Kentucky will recognize that paint job.
Husband built out five more planting boxes around the fence perimeter:
And said, “I’m probably going to regret saying this, but there’s room for one more.” SPLEE!!! So a sixth is on the agenda for next weekend, to go right there where the huge pile of ex-honeysuckle sits. These new boxes will hold a huge variety of melons and cucumbers during the spring months, and tons of pole beans during the wet summer months.
Sometime on Thursday I conceived a desire for a bottle tree. Spent Thursday evening poking about in a nice Flickr group looking at infinite variety before deciding in a 4×4 trunk, with 3/4 inch dowel limbs.
We set it in a nice deep concrete filled hole, with the surface of the pour decorated with nice big Mexican beach stones stood on end (reminscent of my favorite pathway ever at Bok Gardens):
Today it has “leafed” out:
Hey, you have to keep yourself amused somehow.