Heirloom Tomato Plants
These are our potted heirloom tomato plants--Glamour on the left, Brandywine on the right.
Here follows a collection of photographs taken by me in my own backyard, so to speak, that is in the ravine next door, as also around town.
These are our potted heirloom tomato plants--Glamour on the left, Brandywine on the right.
This is the Brandywine Heirloom tomato plant that was viciously attacked, featured in one of my posts.
We always love looking out the window at this, or sitting on our lawn chairs nearby, absorbing the sights, sounds, and scents of nature.
Red is determined to reach the holy grail. Steady, steady, you can do it, he thinks to himself. I'm almost there!
Once on the sacred arch above the holy grail, Red was beset with doubts. Should I continue my quest, or turn back now?
Now on the holy platform, just inches above the seed stash, the alluring smell of black oil sunflower seeds filling his nostrils and lungs, Red contemplates the best course of action.
Must think, dammit, must think! There has got to be a way to get in there!
That's it! I'll use my teeth to gnaw my way through this wire, allowing me to open the lid, and voila, I'm inside!
About a year ago we decided to purchase a bird feeder. We didn't want just any feeder--we were quite familiar already with the habits of squirrels. So we dished out the money for the Yankee Flipper, a beautiful, squirrel-proof bird feeder.
Over the past year, and especially after moving to our current apartment in Guelph, right next to a small ravine, we have seen just how successful this technology is at keeping rodents from depleting our bird feed. We've seen them scale the metal pole on which the feeder hangs; hang upside down from the top arch of the pole; jump onto the perch ring from various angles, only to be spun off the perch by the motorized assembly; sit on top of the feeder cap, filing away at the cast iron as if with a metal file (seen in this image); and slide down the plastic tube only to lose grip and jump, or be once again flung off the perch.
In short, we have been greatly entertained, as much by the various futile attempts by rodents to get access, as by the many varieties of birds that stop by. Sometimes we almost feel bad for the furry critters, but they do get a fair bit of scraps dropped on the ground by the more nervous birds.
In the winter we saw adult cottontail rabbits hiding beneath this shrubbery. Now we see little ones bouncing about, hiding there when we approach.
A cute but potentially destructive little critter. Saw it, just minutes before taking this snapshot, snooping around the tomato plants.
Perhaps someone can help me identify this flower. Is it an orchid variety? Grows in front of my house. Fairly tall plant...
