10086 Sunset Boulevard

The Jack Rabbits are eating my beautiful deep purple flowers. They come across the street especially for that little delicacy of Verbena. Just the flowering part of the plant. I had envisioned a lovely carpet of purple in front of the house. In order to have that vision come true, I would need to shoo the rabbits away, but I enjoy watching Jack Rabbits eating purple flowers much more than I enjoy looking at the purple flowers.

My peach tree has quite the bounty of peaches this year. A tree that was slated for removal after having spent years under the Ivy that was so loved by the previous resident. My neighbor calls it my “Charlie Brown Peach Tree”. To me it’s just a miracle, that it went to such great lengths to let me know, that in spite of it’s appearance, it was still very much alive. If you want to see what the entire tree looks like, click on the picture of the peaches.

The grape vine always surprises me. The withered vine spends the winter playing dead. Come the spring it fills out with leaves, making a lovely green fence and this year the grapes are plentiful.

I enjoy watching the wildlife here. The Jack Rabbits, squirrels, doves, hummingbirds and even a fox or two. The quail go parading down the street with their tiny babies in tow. There are less of them now that the nearby crows have roosted. Everything eats the babies. It’s a miracle that quails survive at all.

Some Sunday mornings I hear the hissing sound of hot air and look up to see the brightly colored balloons taking sight-seers from the Napa Valley for a ride. I’m going to take that trip someday. Maybe soon.

Miracle Sunday. I have a nice slow start to the day and an extra cup of hazelnut coffee. Miracle Sunday, so dubbed because that’s day that all the plants get their dose of Miracle Grow.