A whole lot of complaining goes on around here about the aggressive nature of coneflowers. I complained last summer after an especially aggressive plant ate the gas meter prompting an unpleasant note from Alliant Energy telling me that the meter-reader had declined to read it because of hazardous material obscuring it and that dire consequences were in the offing unless I removed the hazard. I'm trying to keep the coneflowers in check there this year. Lord knows, we don't want to inconvenience Alliant.
But aren't they wonderful? The coneflowers that is. Not the meter-readers.
And then a little dew on the black-eyed susans around 7 this morning.
Board meeting at 9 then a quick trip to the church to check on the church mouse situation. He (or she) is a cute little thing --- came out to search the carpet for cookie crumbs when I was hanging out in the parish hall with the artists yesterday morning. I tried to swat it, hoping to be able to sweep it out the door without inflicting fatal injury (it probably came in when some yahoo propped the front door open for some reason or another). But missed.
So the sticky trap installed Saturday after the cleaning lady noticed signs of our visitor now is on the floor waiting. Not especially humane, but what can you do.
Looks like a clear day, but heat and horrific humidity is predicted for tomorrow so I'd guess the rest of the day will be devoted to the lawn. Golly, it's an exciting life.
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Today's words to live by: "Before you criticize someone you should walk a mile in his shoes. That way, when you do criticize him, you're a mile away and you have his shoes."
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