Water, water everywhere

I dug up the last patch of daffodils the other day. They had sprouted every year for the 20 years we've been in this house, and bloomed less and less every year; this year they gave us only one or two blossoms. I was surprised to see how deep the bulbs were in the ground. A good ten inches below the surface, there was a ball of bulbs about the size of a small cantaloupe, 41 bulbs in all. I'll be planting them everywhere this fall.

The birdbath, with its little solar-powered fountain, spreads enough water around its base to keep the soil molst. I'm thinking of moving it a little ways down the gentle slope of my little garden, so I can put bush monkey flower above and Allegheny monkey flower around it. That should fit in nicely with the blue and orange theme.

Len the Power Washer was here yesterday. Nearly did in my herbs, and then this morning we got about 2" of rain in a few hours. Hopefully it will help the clover in my garden fill in. The grass and clover in the corner of the yard is growing - I guess what's going to germinate has germinated by now. There are bare spots, as I expected there would be. I'll overseed, and maybe put some straw down on top of it this time.