Sometimes, it seems like we have just TWO seasons here.
One...the fall....when the Cedar Elm leaves fall.
And, Spring...when the Live Oaks lose their leaves.
Then, we have these. I call them Brown Squiggleys.
Officially they are Live Oak Pollen Catkins.
Catkins....sounds so sweet, doesn't it?
They cover everything.
They fill in between rocks, making it hard to brush out.
They STICK to the fur of little white dogs....who by the way, LOVES to roll around in them.
And, as an added bonus this year, we have all the little Cedar Elms coming up.
Above is the front bed, which has been cleaned out...twice...and mulched.
It hasn't deterred more from appearing.
My mother's hoe has come in handy. I'm not sure how old this is. It's been around as long as
I can remember. But, it still works.
If you get the roots turned over, they die.
Some places are harder to get at. I've poured some boiling water on these.
That works pretty well. We'll see if more come up.
I got this
weapon tool, for chopping around places I don't want other roots disturbed.
So, that's what's been going on here.
After we get the leaves and the brown...uh, Catkins...cleaned up, and all
the Cedar Elms dug up and REdug up, THEN we can put down new mulch.
Ah...a gardener's work is never done.
And...while I'm whining...we have ANOTHER cold front here.
Tonight is supposed to be low 40s in town.
That could mean 30s here.
THIS IS MAY, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!
Some of the plants here are very confused.
And, so is this gardener.
Back to hoeing and raking.