Mary has made it home from her trip so now I can post our photo. She visited me and her husband went out to the county fair and had a good time. You can check out her blog and see her story. I knew she was making a Dear Jane quilt with batiks so I let her go through my pile of small pieces and we cut off a chunk of each that she liked. We had a great time talking ‘quilt’.
She brought me some real Texas goodies. The Texas Wildflower Honey is really good and is different from our local honey. There is a tote bag in the bottom of the basket and a pincushion on top. I need to take a better photo of that and post it later.
Yesterday afternoon I was carrying the pots of hostas from the front of my house to the side where I had my wheelbarrow. I felt a spider web brush the side of my face as I set this one down. It’s a good thing I didn’t see the spider while I was carrying it or I would have dropped it and screamed.
When I was a little kid on the farm we used to see this kind of spider in the corn fields. Once I saw one I never went back to the field again that year. Then I would forget about them over the winter until I saw the first one again the next year. His zig zag part of the web is over to the right in front of a leaf. I took the plant over to a bush with a protruding branch and scraped him off the plant and onto the branch. It sat in the same spot on the branch for the longest time, probably in shock! About an hour later it had disappeared.
My job yesterday afternoon was to clear an area that is in the shade and plant all of these potted hostas. They are the ones I dug up early this spring from the area that was going to be in the sun this year. I fit 15 of them into the spot that I cleared of volunteer trees and bushes, weeds and violets. I still have 4 left to plant. I gave away the ones beyond the front of the wheelbarrow to my neighbor. She came to get some peony roots and I sent her home with 4 hostas to plant under a pine tree in addition to the peonies.
Today is a day off the hard work and I’m having lunch with a friend. I hope I won’t be too stiff to get up after eating. I’m not used to 3 hours of digging.