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Loving The Wild Life

Squirrels As Friends

Posted: 4 years ago | By: Christine Somers | In: Loving The Wild Life | Read Time: 2 minutes, 25 seconds
Gary the Gardener's Body DoubleHaving a squirrel for a friend is a lot like having a child. Squirrels, like children, are noisy, messy, and inclined to end up in places they shouldn't. Gary the Gardener is one such squirrel.  As the temperature continues to drop here on the mountain, I look longingly over my back patio, remembering one warm August afternoon...
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Loving The Wild Life

You Like Me!

Posted: 4 years ago | By: Christine Somers | In: Loving The Wild Life | Read Time: 3 minutes, 11 seconds
The garden produced an embarrassment of riches this past summer. As an enthusiastic and eager novice gardener, I may have planted a little too much for household use by two adults. I planted three varieties of tomatoes, three varieties of carrots and beans, two varieties of cucumbers, two types of lettuce, bell peppers, sweet peas, broccoli, yellow squash, Bok Choy and Brussels sprouts. That long...
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Gary the Gardener: Personal Space

Posted: 4 years ago | By: Christine Somers | In: Loving The Wild Life | Read Time: 2 minutes, 22 seconds
My relationship with Gary the Gardener developed slowly after it became known to me that he was the one digging up and replanting my tulips. Gary would energetically run along the top of our six-foot wooden fence stopping occasionally to eavesdrop on Marty and me as we sat in “our chairs” by the lake. He was particularly interested in our Sunday morning gatherings that included hot drinks and coo...
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First Encounter

Posted: 5 years ago | By: Christine Somers | In: Loving The Wild Life | Read Time: 2 minutes, 48 seconds
In the middle of my daylilies was a singular blooming tulip. This import from Holland was silky pink and should have been cause for celebration. Spring had arrived with a burst of color that signaled the end of another brutally cold winter but the sight of this lone blooming flower confused me. I had planted a cluster of tulips in the front garden but not down by the Lake. How did a tulip end up th...
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