Because the world needs to know these things: The kitty is doing better today. She's eaten breakfast - even going so far as to beg for shredded cheese when I made myself a snack - and she's acting like her usual spoiled little self. Still hasn't pooped, though. I know we'd all feel better if she'd just drop a big ol' bomb in the litterbox right about now, but I'm glad for what progress we've seen so far.
But lest this post be entirely about the wonders of cat shit, here - let me give you a few good before/after shots of the Backyard Jungle, duly tamed with the help of my old friend
Ms. Spyder.
To forestall any questions on the matter - we left the hardiest, best-established "volunteer" tomatoes, kept the butterfly weed and the zinnias, and planted three different kinds of peppers, a Roma tomato (just so we know what ONE of them is), and started some zinnias/squash/etc. which we won't see until fall, but that's okay.
And before you critique my brick work, kindly keep in mind that the bricks were repurposed and/or came from a salvage store, so no, they don't match. I had to get creative with it.
So without further ado ... click the link below to see a bunch of pictures. Or just scroll down, if you've clicked your way directly to this post.
BACKYARD JUNGLE BEFORE:
BACKYARD JUNGLE AFTER:
BACKYARD JUNGLE BEFORE:
BACKYARD JUNGLE AFTER:
We also dug out a crap-ton of mildewing Lambs Ear and excavated the original brick border for some of the beds, thusly:
And likewise we weeded, pruned, and augmented the herb garden. Thanks to Ms. Spyder, I now know what everything is called, yay! It's all been labeled, too.
So as you can see, we were very busy ladies for a few days. GAZE UPON OUR WORKS, YE MIGHTY, AND TREMBLE. Tremble especially hard, considering it was over a hundred degrees and/or storming most of the time Ms. Spyder was here.
[:: flexes muscles ::]
[:: brandishes pruning shears ::]
[:: roars ::]
[:: goes inside to hydrate ::]