Got up this morning, got some work done Identity, but cut myself off with plenty of time to go to the hardware store and do some stuff in the yard.
I pulled all the seasonal stuff out of the cargo garden, because it had all basically grown and died, and was starting to look really ragged and annoying me. I had already transplanted some of the perennials, so I got 7 of the strawberries moved, 4 into pots, and 3 into another hanging basket (which has been hung out of the way such that the Monarch won’t hit his head on it when he’s out there).
I transplanted the purple Sage into a much nicer pot, and moved it over by the bougainvillea. It needed more sun and less water than it was getting.
I got a third hydrangea and another low-light plant (I cannot remember the name. Grows low to the ground with little pinkish flowers). The hydrangea went with the others, the other one went in the sage’s old pot and spot.
I have proper soaker hoses coming in the mail today, so I’m going to trade out the makeshift ones I have, and set up a new system for the cargo garden. I think for now I’ll skip running lines to the hydrangeas, because what I’m reading sounds like they don’t like soil to stay too damp. But I’ve got the tools to set it up for a line I can run to there when I want it, and cap when I don’t, which is nice.
Oh, I also found some runners from the Japanese morning glory over along the back fence, so I’ve tried to get them started training into the chain link, but they’ve shown they’re very sensitive to being moved, so like as not they’ll die. But it was either train onto the chain link or get cut off, so no huge loss.
I love this house. I’m really pleased with how we’re keeping it, and what we’re doing with the yard, and I really hope we get to stay here for a long while. I’m trying not to stress about that because it won’t do any good, but it’s hard not to.
