This morning I heard mom getting mad at the squirrels. I think she used a word she usually doesn't use. It must not be appropriate for bears, because afterwords, I heard her say excuse my French. She doesn't speak French, and only knows a little Spanish and German. Anyways she had looked out at the salad table to see how the fall crop was coming. She recently replanted the spinach and mesclun lettuces and now the squirrels have been digging in there uprooting the little seedlings.
So I slipped outside with her. While she was busy fixing the mess the critters made I thought I'd check on my carrots and bachelor buttons. You remember, the ones I planted in mom's window box planter along side her petunias and marigolds. What's this?
That's not a marigold!I didn't plant any sunflowers and I know mom didn't either. Must have been those darn chipmunks and their bird seed. There's a tiny spider on the flower petal. Let's see if I can get a closer look at him.Hey, where did he go? I couldn't find any of my carrots growing in there either. I asked mom if she pulled them out earlier in the summer, she said no. She admitted she had seen some of them growing in there, but every time she filled in holes left by the chipmunks, she noticed they had pretty much dug the carrots up. Well at least they didn't get my bachelor buttons.
Well grr-bye for now,