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I was trecking through the garden a bit earlier than usual this morning. Thank the doe I spotted strolling in the lower garden, for that. The cat and I were enjoying the best of early morning on our dew dampened deck when she strolled into view, gazing up at us way too innocently.
Not yet dressed for the garden, at least I had on some old jeans and a pair of deck shoes. I took off for the back door, grabbed the long baton we keep there for such activities, and headed out to inspire her swift departure. Since my camera was right there on the kitchen counter, I grabbed it too, and headed down the hill in pursuit.
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Mrs. Doe knows us well. And she soon realized that since it was just me, she could lead me on a merry chase.
Across the bottom, back up hill, through the perennials in front; she thought she had found refuge by lying down under our stand of Mountain Laurel. But I still saw her, still as she was in the shadows, and let her know it was time to go.
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Once she had leapt the fence back to the neighbor’s yard next door, I hung out for a while, taking photos and listening for her to try to sneak back in.
And that is when I spotted the napping bee. These bumblies don’t have hives, like honeybees. And it isn’t unusual to find them, sleeping still, in the cool of early morning, clinging to the same flowers they visited last evening.
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Breakfast at the Agastache…
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A few of its mates were lazily slurping their breakfasts nearby. Perhaps their night time perch had already been warmed by the sun.
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Allium, Verbena bonariensis and Coreopsis all delight hungry pollinators.
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Our sunny perennial beds are planted to attract as many pollinators as we can. The Agastache, in its third year, has grown into a gigantic mass of nectar rich flowers. It will bloom steadily now until frost.
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Agastache with white mealy cup sage, white Echinacea, purple basil, thyme, dusty miller and a calla lily offer plenty of choices for our pollinators.
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Looking around, the feast is definitely laid for the wild creatures who frequent our garden. There are ripening berries and abundant insects for our several families of birds. There are plenty of flowers beckoning bees, butterflies and hummingbirds.
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And, there are plenty of ants marching along in formation to feed the skinks who sun themselves on our porches. A huge rabbit, maybe even bigger than our cat, was munching grass on the front lawn at dusk last night. And we’ve found several box turtles, who eat most anything, sheltering among the perennials.
And how could the deer not look in through the fences, and use every brain cell they’ve got to find a way into the garden? Sadly, unlike our other garden visitors, their munching harms the plants and destroys the beauty of the place.
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Oakleaf Hydrangea, although native in our region, is still loved by hungry deer. This is our first year to enjoy more than a single bloom or two. I keep it sprayed with Repels-All.
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The doe who called me outside this morning was the third deer in two days, and she returned with a friend just an hour or so later, while I was brewing coffee. By partner and I teamed up to help them both find their way back out. That was a respectable work-out for both of us!
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The summer blooming Crinum lily is poisonous. This is one of the few lilies we dare grow, as it isn’t grazed and the bulbs won’t be disturbed by rodents. Hardy in Zone 7, this lily is long lived and the clump expands each year.
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When I went back outside, a bit later, to begin my day’s tasks in the garden; my partner took off to Lowe’s for a fresh bag of Milorganite. Inches of rain, earlier this week, must have washed away what was left.
The Milorganite really does work.… until it doesn’t. It’s not hard to tell when it’s time for a fresh application. It might last as long as a couple of months, unless we have a heavy rain.
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I ended my morning’s gardening by spreading the entire bag of Milorganite, making sure to also cover that sweet spot under the Mountain Laurel where the doe believed she could hide.
By then, the sun was fully warming the front garden. Our napping bee had awakened, and gotten on with the serious business of sipping nectar and collecting pollen.
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When I was young, I collected bumblies just like her in a glass jar with holes poked in the lid, just to observe the bees up close. The delight in watching these creatures go about their work has never faded.
Now, it is fabulous to watch our June garden host so many wild and beautiful visitors.
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“The keeping of bees
is like the direction of sunbeams.”
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Henry David Thoreau
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