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Tag Archives: gardening
The Brussel Sprouts made me do it…
There has been an ongoing mystery this summer about what kind of monster had been attacking the good stuff in the garden. Swiss chard. Brussel Sprouts. Tomatoes. It was a massacre. I built a “fence” around the beds– but it kept on happening. Apparently the beast was not fond of weeds as there were still plenty of those to go around. Quite the quagmire. Then there was the day that I came out onto the front porch and saw a blur… a really BIG sounding blur run under the front porch. Yeesh. I went out to meet the school bus yesterday and here is what I found:
(This is just a bad phonecam photo…not taken by satellites)
LOOK AT THE GIRTH OF THAT MUNCHER!!!
Sure it might look sort of cute with it’s squinchy little face, but that is NOT a guinea pig. And it looks like I am not going to get one single brussel sprout or tomato out of my garden. Crime, really.
How do I make my garden HOG PROOF next year?
I dyed a bunch of wool and am in the process of spinning it up.
More will eventually follow.
Autumnal vortex
I sent rosemary to school today with her VAMPIRE cape, and Jimmy and I showed up with cookies at 2 for the Halloween party.
You know, the one that is next Friday.
swirly, spinny, dizzy life.
At least the kids were happy to see us. No we didn’t give them the cookies anyway. Yes, the teacher now has a pretty good idea what kind of apples are on our tree.
I had the VAMPIRE TEETH in my pocket.
WoooooooSSSSHhhhhh!
Back to our previously scheduled blog post. I wanted to show you some views of my world this morning. Its chilly and wooly and so pretty out there.
Beets for Erin
morning glories reaching for the moon
mmmn the colors. Blueberries in the Autumn are so pretty, and these Asters– they’re ok too.
Some and more of Peg’s dahlias
The end of the season for beautiful Hyacinth beans and still very much the season for prayer flags
Chilly big girl ( in her new neck warmer– pics of my new obsession coming soon)
Toasty little girl. She is like a yarn shop on feet.
More later! It is rumored to be a cold and rainy weekend– I am sure we’ll come up with some sort of mischief. 
Happy “send your vampires to school day!”
Faeries in my garden… and action-girls at the park
Packing every sweet drop of summer we can into the last 2 weeks. School in TEN days. TEN!
Yes, it will be nice to have some structure. Sort of. And it will be nice to have some time in the day to call mine alone–however it is spent. But come on– homework, early rising, the bedtime struggles, the standardized tests and on and on. I am just not strong enough. It is too long a school year.
I am trying to think about the good fall things… pumpkin picking, hay-slides, lovely leaves, cider, crisp smelling air, holiday breaks! . It’s still not pulling me forth. This summer went by faster than any other in my life, and I am loathe to leave it. I sat next to a woman at the park the other night who wearily growled ” I can’t wait until they make school all year ’round for these kids.” I can’t disagree strongly enough.
Enough crying in my iced coffee.
Here’s some shots of the action-girls performing spazzy and death defying stunts.
Ok, may be not so death defying, but F-U-N anyhow.
They have been at the camera a lot this week. I may give them their own blog day, I think. The movies are just to-cry-for, and the photos are really great. Digital cameras are great, all discussion about nuances aside. I remember as a child taking a photo was so PRECIOUS. You had to ask for film, and then for the processing. ( Remember those FOTOMAT huts? World’s weirdest job.) And then wait and wait and wait for them to come back.
Invariably you got a few talking-tos about the price of it all and the amount of crappy or totally black pics in the bunch. *harumpfh*
I think it’s awesome that they can compose their world in such an immediately gratifying way. Marigold is interested in light, and focus and her “message”. funny. So here are a couple of the many from the other day.
not so shabby!
I will have some crafty things to show you later– some more yarn and gnomes, some sketchbook exchange art and maybe some bracelets, if I am lucky!!
garden of earthly Delight ( or Delightful earth)
My garden is a kind and forgiving creature. I spent 2 days out there in my Lara boots and got it cleared of all plants in the wrong place– as some wise person once called weeds.
This morning I replanted for fall. I am on the late side, but thought it couldn’t hurt– I had the seeds anyway. Beets, spinach, lettuces and mesclun, chard, brussel sprouts, bean and moonflower seedlings — think that’s it. It has been so beautiful here these past few days. It felt really good working so hard out there. Yesterday felt absolutely like fall in fact. I had that weird body-change-of-seasons-feeling. Odder than usual in fact. I cried alot of unprovoked tears. Was so tired and just sad, sad, sad.
I even built a stick -gym for my passion vine ( remember the butterflies host plant) 
which had THIS on it this am…
le sigh.
Other garden wonderment:
Yard long beans finally appeared in with my favorite fence-cover ( and one of my treasured plant names) Dolichos lablab L. or the purple hyacinth bean vine.
and some ethereal inhabitants:
and a basket of goodies
Loads of herbs too. Today we are drinking my continued attempt to match the heady experience of an elixir which is on the menu of a local restaurant–
Limeade, basil, mint and lemon verbena all blended up and icy. Yum.
More views from the garden another day–hopefully with me being a better friend to it– there will be many more baskets of goodness before winter!
I’m back! And LOST in my garden!!!
So we’re back from our cross-generational-family-natural-water-system-exploration-vacation. I have so much to share about that, so tune in for a few days.
( part of an ARTSCAPE installation that is speaking to me right about now.)
I am sitting here barely able to move. I think it’s going to take another motrin to save me. My garden looks like this… or did yesterday.
Isn’t that a horror?? I call myself a gardener! Truth be told , there’s loads of great garden hiding in there, but alas and alack…. I have not been a good steward of late.
So I had no choice but to sell my soul for some heat, perky boobs, and a bit of temporary hair color. It was totally worth it.
( TOTALLY REAL ACTION SHOTS OF ME IN MY GARDEN)
First I macheted the paths so I could swing through without scraping up my gorgeous legs.
And I have liberated the peppers, some tomatoes and the leek bed thus far.
I’ve cleared 2 and a half beds and have 4 more to go. I had to quit as It was dark and garden fighting by moonlight is not for Lara Croft possessions. Best left up to the real her. Also, it is a little known fact that while possessed by the spirit of Lara, you are more prone to mosquitos– sort of like kryptonite and the superman. PLUS, that double holster chafes if you are only used to a single one.
So I’ll be back at it today. First I have to put on my uber-mom disguise and hit the post office and market. Hope I don’t get mobbed by paparazzi– I don’t even think Jim noticed!
More on the epic joy-voyage tonight. I have some pics to get up so that I can illustrate my story.
ciao ( that is what Lara would say, for sure)
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