I trashpicked the base on my way home from work one night in early April. The people who had put it out on the curb had a lovely light blue gazing ball on it for, oh, probably the last 10 years. I'm not sure whether the glass finally cracked, or whether they just got tired of the base, but I couldn't find the ball on their treelawn in the dark.
No problem, because I found a replacement in someone else's trash on my evening walk with Coco on Wednesday:
Steve was with me, since we rode together to volleyball, and he very helpfully picked it up for me and carried it the rest of the way home. (Sorry, babe--I know you were disappointed that I didn't let you roll it down the driveway!) I have an awesome mosaic kit that I haven't yet dug into, so I plan to make it pretty on some random rainy day--and I'll also cement on a piece of rebar or something into the thumb hole, to slide into the base and keep it from falling off and breaking a (dog or human) bone. I'm very excited!
Speaking of excitement, a few pretty things have joined the excitement in this corner of the garden:
The chartreuse of the 'All Gold' hakonechloa leaves and lady's mantle flowers is a nice jolt here. But of course, they still aren't as beautiful (to me) as the honeysuckle flowers themselves:
Next door, the goatsbeard is just starting to shoot its white fireworks:
The dog, in one of her usual cool napping spots, opens a curious eye to see what I'm up to:
Since she's awake now, I'll give her a good "scritch." These are essential, and oft-repeated, when the sled dog sheds her undercoat. (Yes, ALL of it!) 'Tis the season:
I keep thinking that I need to move the hosta or the heuchera here... but I like them together so much that I've come to a compromise. I'm just going to clip any low hosta leaves that try to bully out the coral bells:
They do seed all over, but I adore the way the fescue flowers look:
And the way their blue foliage cools down the hot dianthus flowers:
These are passalong dianthus from my Mom, and they seem to like where they are planted in the backyard. So do the 'Chubby Fingers' sedum--together, they are bent on covering up some of my blue shelves that form the basis of my backyard path. You have to look REALLY hard to even see the cobalt blue shelving here:
They all need to be torn away so the path can be revealed. Ah, but that job will have to wait until after the dianthus are done blooming! The gardener's assistant needs a walk, and the gardener needs a bath. Hope that you all had a wonderful time playing in the garden to kick off this Memorial Day weekend!