I’m Only Happy When It Rains

By July 21, 2011 My Garden 2 Comments

Actually, that’s not true. I’m just a lot happier when it has rained recently, since we’re getting blazing heat with no relief here at the moment. (Okay, we got a sprinkle about five minutes ago, which just barely wetted the stones around the pond. That doesn’t help.)

I’m still amazed, however, at how much life there is in the garden, even when some of the plants are getting a little wilty.

Gray Tree Frog

This cute little guy was down on the ground near the corner of a bed. (The black thing in the corner is a shred of landscape fabric–I’ve been tearing that crap up all year.)

Chinese mantis. This is why I don't have spicebush swallowtail caterpillars.

I don’t begrudge the circle of life and all, but I would have liked at least ONE caterpillar to make it.

Om nom nom nectar nom glomph

And apparently I was wrong about being the only one who likes nasturtiums. This swallowtail had crammed his entire upper body into the flower.

Since I’m about to go out of town again, I watered down the garden before I went, just in case we get another week with no rain. The garden can survive that kind of drought, but there’s enough new plants in there that haven’t gotten a chance to establish yet—and of course the vegetables!—that I feel better giving everybody a good soaking before I go.