Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Good morning from Denver! I’m visiting my son who lives in the Mile High City, so yes, I’m a happy momma right now. Until this weekend, I’d not seen him since Christmas. That’s hard on the soul. But that’s what happens when family is spread out and everyone’s busy with work and life. I fear this Sunday Letter will be short and sweet because, well, I’m in Colorado.
Sleestak in my Garden
Last week while spreading mulch at our little rental cottage, I noticed a katydid hiding in a stand of iris. Katydids are nocturnal, singing their familiar song of “Katydid, Katydid…” so seeing one in bright daylight seemed like a good luck charm. He posed so I could show you his incredible wings that look like veined green leaves, his yellow eyes, his round face that reminded me of a Sleestak from Land of the Lost.
And as I studied him so silent in the morning, I wondered what incredible thing Katy really did do that the whole tribe chants about every night. Or if she did it at all.
Switchgrass + Hydrangea
Speaking of our little rental cottage, I thought you’d like to see the progress we made during the week on our new side garden. If you missed the “before” picture, check it out in last week’s Sunday Letter HERE.
After a truckload of top soil and a second truckload of mulch… (You know someone had to spread all that top soil and mulch. Yeah, Garden Party of Two = John and me.)
Day Two: After adding top soil, we planted switchgrass / oakleaf hydrangeas / carolina jessamine. The three galvanized rings will be future raised bed planters for veggies and herbs.
Day Three: We spread mulch, added garden soil to the planters, and played around with stepping stones.
Still a work in progress, but it’s coming along. Don’t you think?
I’m a little obsessed with my butterfly efforts.
After a recent storm, a branch of my milkweed broke off. I inspected the broken limb to discover at least five monarch eggs on the underside of leaves. Of course, I couldn’t just toss the broken limb in the compost. Instead, I stuck the limb in a container of water near the mother milkweed plant hoping the eggs would hatch.
They did! A few days later, I noticed two tiny caterpillars! Hopefully more will survive. I’ll find out when I return from Colorado.
Luke & Laura
Last week was momentous because my niece, Taylor, moved into her dorm room at the University of Arkansas. And let me just say, dorm rooms aren’t what they once were. Not when I was a freshman. When I was a freshman, we didn’t know about matching bedding and fanciful wall decor. Other than stereos, we didn’t have much of anything in our rooms. Certainly no refrigerators or televisions. To watch our favorite show at 2:00 in the afternoon, nearly every girl in Alexander Hall (Baylor) met in the common room to follow the saga of Luke and Laura on General Hospital. LOL.
Do you remember Luke & Laura?
Do they still live in Port Charles?
Some things never change about dorm room living: a) It’s still hard to tuck a sheet into a dorm room mattress that’s shoved tight against the wall; b) Day 1 in the dorm is the cleanest the room will ever be.
School Kitchen Tip: (The School Kitchen Textbook, Mary J. Lincoln, 1917, The Care of Bedrooms)
Have a great week, Sunday Letter friends. I’m headed out to explore more of Denver today.
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
Colorado, Paper Bird