Thanks, I added a new word to my vocabulary. I never heard the word twitcher used for a birder before.
By the way, we have sun at last here. Cold, but sun and a few crocus. Can't seem to add a picture today.
She collects several vans full of neighborhood leaf bags to mulch in fall. It's vacuum shredded into two for foot high seven foot diameter temp cages. The surrounds with bags full all ar
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Around and across the top. A white fog / smoke comes from center chimney hole until Dec or even Jan sometimes. By March it's ready to spread and mix into the dirt. That was done this week so, I only could get pictures of the mostly I decomposed leaf bags full. They await the spring mowings to mix in grass for summer mulching.
Oh, the middle 2 or so are of adding more wood extension height above the concrete block borders. After 15 yeas, her dirt runneth over.
Fifth is of the strawberry patch. Nothing green up yet. Last is only green stuff ( moss ) besides some grass blades that refused to be brown in winter.
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My favourite bush in the winter is called Viburnum x bodnantense ‘Dawn’. It smells absolutely divine when you pass by it on the path in front of the house. You have to prune it once a year to keep it low but well worth it.
I'm hoping my garden furniture has survived the winter but won't know until its warmer. After all this very cold weather and occasional snow, sorry to those up nooorth, but we've only had two snow events this year.
does your viburnum get the blue berries or maybe I am thinking of a different plant.I lose my tags cause I'm just like that.
I over winter my Pelargoniums in the house stripped of leaves to foil the white flies.My hardy fushia in the garden had no winter die back and are budding out on last years growth all the way to the tips.I love to listen to a story on cbc radio on the Vinyl cafe about Dave's old nieghbor from Italy who brings over a fig tree from the old country.Every fall he digs a deep hole and lowers his tree and his tender plants into it to be covered and protected from Ontario's winter.It is a indicator of spring when he unearths it and sets it upright to grow again.That story always checks me up.I am going to find it later today and listen again in my shop.