Everyone likes to see pretty pictures of life in the garden, but that is not a real gardening life. Sometimes things aren't quite so pretty.
I shouldn't have grumbled so much about the mockingbird sitting on my patio and pooping on the floor. At least that was easy to clean up. He has now taken up his winter residence in the Spanish bayonet and several times a day he sits on the tips of the leaves and, quite frankly, makes the most awful mess.
Even the rain is no match for this, washing everything down to the stem where the seeds will soon start to sprout! It is quite apparent that I provide too much food and a comfortable, if not prickly, home for him.
Think that a little tinsel and a snake would scare him away.
Not on your life.
Wednesday Vignette, a moody corner
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