Sunday, July 23, 2017

July 23rd

Rain, rain, rain.......
 
Every day for the past few weeks, all it has done is rain. Now, don't get me wrong, I love the rain. It brings the temperatures down on these crazy, hot oppressive days. Its just that the CEO can't get his outdoor projects completed. Every time he starts to really get into it, the rain stops him.
(A convenient excuse, I think)
He is known far and wide in our little fiefdom as the Great Procrastinator!
As the saying goes "he put the "pro" in procrastinate"
 
I've made lists of the projects that need his attention.
 I've nagged.
I've complained.
All to no avail.
He marches to his own drummer. I just wish that little drummer boy would march him right up to an unfinished project!
Oh, well. My philosophy in life, is to pick my battles. These aren't the ones I'm gonna win. Not my battlefield.
The projects do, however, finally get done. I can truly say that the CEO will NEVER have stress issues!
 
 
We do currently, have some pressing issues that he and I are trying to get under control.
Our precious garden is under siege by bugs!
Quite a lotta bugs.
I think the rain isn't helping either. The tomatoes were almost decimated by those large green caterpillars.
 
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It's not easy to see, but this picture actually shows about five of those voracious eaters.
It also shows the damage done. This is only in the space of two days!
 They not only eat the leaves, they eat the small fruit as well.
We are organic, so no pesticides. We are looking at alternative ways to murder those little assholes!!!
Sorry, I get carried away........
 
Enter the hen assassination squad!
The girls have proven themselves yet again. They gorged on those bugs like a fat lady at the casino buffet! 
They paced around the plant to get a better "kill shot", then eyed the critter and zeroed in for the kill! Then wiped off their beaks on the grass and went back into the fray! 
I was so proud!
"Kill 'em girls!" was my battle cry!!
 
But, it's not just the tomatoes, its the okra and mirlitons too.  
Don't know what kind of bug this is, don't really care.
Oh, yeah, it's LUNCH for the girls!
 
 

That's Ethel and Hazel eyeing up the plants. Hazel is standing on some of the tomato branches we cut off to save the rest of the plant. Sometimes they eat the bug whole and other times they eat parts and share with their sisters. (disgusting, but it gets the job done)
 
The CEO and I were busy with the bug extermination when we hear a frantic clucking in the other side of the yard. He went to investigate. Tis some visitor, I muttered.....

A white Egret. He was stunningly beautiful. I was able to get quite close to get these shots. All he did was watch me.
My curious feathered flock, didn't dare encroach on his area. They watched quietly from a distance. He was hunting....... stealthily....... moving slowly.
  He ate the bugs from the higher branches that our girls couldn't reach. His efficient skills were legendary. For those bugs about to die, we salute you!  
I wondered if there was some kind of "bat signal" that the hens turned on, to get help from this guy, their super hero!
They were quietly in awe.
Nary a peep out of them.
 
At least the butternut squash hasn't been under attack

This particular plant lives near our compost heap.
 
 
 As I was scoping the squash out, I turned to my left and saw someone scoping me out.  
I guess he was making sure that no bad bugs escaped on his watch!
Thank you, our super hero!!
 
 
Time to go back inside. After all tomorrow is another day, Scarlett  - or 23 hours 56 minutes and 4.1 seconds

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