This tale from Appalachian Woman’s back deck is brought to you by: Butterflies, and Hummingbirds, and Goldfinches; oh my!
The armpit of summer in the South; who doesn’t love it? Wait, actually, “who does love it?” is the better question. As Guitar Dude would say, it’s hotter’n satan’s anus out there.
Summer in the South is the time of year when I keep my super-sweet, lily-white self in the house for fear of melting or burning to a crisp. The only reason I go outside on a regular basis is to water my flower garden… and maybe go buy beer. A girl’s gotta have priorities. But this isn’t about beer, as much as I love it… this is about my lovely flowers.
I’ve been working hard on my green thumb this season, and it’s really paying off. My deck looks like the cover of a Better Homes and Gardens. OK, maybe I’m a bit biased… and maybe stretching the truth a tiny bit. But heck, I even got my African violet to bloom, again. I brought an aloe plant back from the dead, too. I am the plant whisperer, hear me roar!
Sorry, I’m kind of outta control this morning.
I planted certain flowers knowing they would attract certain critters. Once I fended off all the beetles, my zinnias started to attract so many butterflies. My petunias started to bring hummingbirds. (My green onions are bringing caterpillars that eat the green onions thereby guaranteeing that Guitar Dude and I will never get to eat any, but hey… I’m feeding something, right?)
When the season started, I got to watch bees happily picking up as much pollen as possible. I even learned not to be terrified of them which is a pretty big feat for me. Usually when I see a bee, I run screaming and flappin’ my arms everywhere. But after standing out there watching them busy themselves without a single wicked glance in my direction, I realized they were just doing their thing.
Once the bees started to move on, then came the real treats – the reasons why I planted these particular flowers. I love looking out my kitchen window to see what’s visiting my flower garden at that moment. I’ve been keeping my camera on the kitchen table so I can capture and share some of these simple pleasures with you fine folks.
My zinnias have drawn some of the biggest butterflies I’ve ever seen. Butterflies are special to me because they remind me of my mom. When I see one, I can’t help but feel like she’s visiting me.
The best part is, the butterflies keep coming back. This is the first time I’ve planted zinnias, and I’m hooked. At our next house, I may get really out of control and plant an entire butterfly garden. I just love them so much.
One day, I looked out and saw the sweetest looking goldfinch making a huge mess of my spent blooms. It was so pretty, I couldn’t even get mad at it. In fact, I’ve left a few spent blooms out there in the hopes it would come back, but so far no dice. I guess I’ll count myself lucky I got a visit at all.
The one creature that flits in and out before I have a chance to grab my camera is a hummingbird. Man, them thangs are fast! I was a woman on a mission, but each time I would fail. Then, one day I was doing the dishes and saw one actually hanging around a bit. So, I grabbed my camera and started shooting through the glass. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.
This time, I actually got it. I was over-the-m00n excited! Guitar Dude walked into the kitchen, and I was like “LOOK!” and shoved my tiny camera screen in his face. He squinted at it and said, “Cool.” I was like, “It’s a HUMMINGBIRD!” so he squinted harder and gave me a slightly more emphatic, “Oh, cool!”
So, that’s about it. I’ll call this one Tales from the Appalachian Woman’s deck, I reckon. I’ve just been enjoying the beauty so much, I thought I’d share it with y’all.
I hope you’re having a great summer and staying cool. This heat ain’t no joke, y’all.
’til next time… xoxo