I just came in from picking blueberries to go in my Kashi Heart To Heart cereal. The cereal comes loaded with wild blueberries, but those Yankee ones are so tiny, I can't help adding my own Pure Floridian berries to it. Out at the blueberry patch, it looked like the cardinals and squirrels had helped themselves while I was in St. Augustine, but there seems to be plenty to share.
On the way out to the blueberry patch, I passed the hurricane damaged dog kennel house which we used for Flounder and Feather when they were pups. It needs a roof repair, a good coat of stain, and a new puppy. Maybe if I do the first two items, the queen will agree on the third.
I borrowed the Marine motto for the kennel, because I think it applies to dogs (not cats) too. After I carved it, my brother was visiting and commented that I should have carved "Semper Fidolis" .... arrrghhh, a great suggestion too late!
The cluster of bamboo pieces hanging in the dog house entry is yet another of my mason bee houses. I have them all over now and each of them is being used as bee nest sites. I took one over to my Mom's for Mother's Day and it is being used also. Yesterday on her back porch, you could watch the little bees coming and going from it.
A couple of years ago, my Dad gave me a few aloe-looking plants he had pulled up from my Aunt's house. They are bigger than regular aloe and armored with spikes along the leaves. Since they arrived, they have just sat there, growing green beneath a live oak tree. The leaves are not as succulent as kitchen aloe, but really, really ferociously thorny. It is this thorniness that has made their existence here a tenuous one, as my wife does not like plants with thorns.
She does not like my wild orange (from a spit seed) tree growing by the porch because it has 3 inch thorns, she does not like the Hercules Club trees growing in our woods because they are totally thorny, and the Brazos blackberry vines growing by the walkway are plantae nongrata.
She really had it in for these aloes because they stuck her while she was stripping Virginia Creeper and wild grape vines out of our front yard planting. I was afraid for their safety and then ...
Voila! One of them turned red in the center and then began pushing up the amazing red flower spike over the course of a few weeks.
Suddenly, she's telling other people about this beautiful red aloe we have in our front yard.
Clever plant, I think it just saved itself from the compost pile.
I know this is way fuzzy. I shot it through the screen on my parent's back porch.
Birders, is that a purple finch or (as my Dad suggested) did a cardinal and a sparrow have a love affair?