Little Puddin

Thanks for all of you who asked/emailed about LP. His surgery was on Tuesday and he came through like a trooper. During his hospital stay he gave his nurses a hard time questioning everything they did--and removing his catheter was not a pleasant time.
He was released today at noon and he and BP just went to the video store. He’s on five meds and we revisit his surgeon next month.
He can’t overexert himself this summer and can’t lift more than a gallon of milk. So lawn mowing is out for the rest of the season.
He’s not eating a lot yet, and we’re still waiting for him to poop. I’ll keep you updated on that scenario.

Hotter than hell

It's hotter than hell. 84 degrees and a heat index of 96. Heavy humidity. And what was I doing? Planting Shasta daisies. My daisies burned out last year, and they're such happy flowers I wanted to plant some more. Plus every garden should have some white flowers.
Here is a picture of the soil I was amending for said daisies.
The red poppy is my pride and joy. I have never have luck with poppies but I love them.
The poppy head that looks like a hairy ballsac (maybe Basil's?) is destined to be an orange poppy. I think it's called Prince William.
The picture of that pink flower is a Mystery Flower. I remember planting some bulbs last fall among the purple coneflowers that are taking over part of the garden, but I can't remember the name of them. I almost never plant the name stake alongside the plant or bulb because I invariably say, "I'll remember what that is!" Yeah, right.