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greenstormI'm really interested to see when the clematis flowers. They're all covered in buds right now, pretty much completely covered in fact, and so I'm anticipating a pretty impressive show. The first bloom of the year took a long time to go from bud to open, and I'm hoping these go a little more quickly. Still, I'm looking at one of two options: either they come out before my fall rose flush and keep some blooming continuity or they come out while my roses ramp up for fall and I get that spectacular two-bloom effect.
I can't tell you how pleased I am that they're forming so many blooms. It's supposed to be three years before they take off but these things are loaded. They -do- get an awful lot of sun and even water, so they've got a lot of food to burn on the display.
I feel the need to do some serious rearranging out there, possibly because I feel so completely useless when there's very little to do. It takes three minutes to deadhead the roses and then I'm left with some watering and.... that's it. I love that aspect of a patio garden, that I can rearrange it at will without harming the plants.
Hmmm. I'm feeling like it might be fun to pop down to the nursery today and take a look around. It's been awhile. It really is a very good nursery that we've got so close. I'll miss that a great deal if/when we move.
I need to watch my clothing/sunscreen. The shoulders have been in a constant state of very lowgrade burn for the last couple of days and could probably use a break. It's kind of a pretty effect but it isn't very good for me.
What else? I get to cook a whackload of real food today. It's been entirely too long since I did that. It'd be a bit of an issue at the Other House anyways -- those people are frighteningly picky eaters. Trust me on this. The SO will pretty much eat anything if it's prepared within tolerances but they actually bar whole categories of food ('hidden meat' and 'red meat') which together pretty much completely exclude my chili/stew food deals. Ditto, I suppose, sausage in my rice bakes. Time to learn new recipes, I suppose.
Very little sleep last night, all things considered, so I'll probably head back to bed soon too. I'm studiously avoiding that book -- Spider Robinson either puts his best stories at the front, or he gets very predictable with too much reading at once. I figure if I leave it for awhile maybe the break will do my interest good because it is neat stuff -- just relentlessly harping on the same moral/kindness themes.
The cherries on the tree outside my window are swelling and even thinking about going red. I love cherries, they're definitely a favourite fruit, and on this tree they're incredibly thick. It's a wanton display of fertility, really, and tell me there's nothing sexy about eating a bucketful of cherries and getting that juice all over yourself? All those mouth-sized curves...
And that, as they say, is that. Later, and be well.
I can't tell you how pleased I am that they're forming so many blooms. It's supposed to be three years before they take off but these things are loaded. They -do- get an awful lot of sun and even water, so they've got a lot of food to burn on the display.
I feel the need to do some serious rearranging out there, possibly because I feel so completely useless when there's very little to do. It takes three minutes to deadhead the roses and then I'm left with some watering and.... that's it. I love that aspect of a patio garden, that I can rearrange it at will without harming the plants.
Hmmm. I'm feeling like it might be fun to pop down to the nursery today and take a look around. It's been awhile. It really is a very good nursery that we've got so close. I'll miss that a great deal if/when we move.
I need to watch my clothing/sunscreen. The shoulders have been in a constant state of very lowgrade burn for the last couple of days and could probably use a break. It's kind of a pretty effect but it isn't very good for me.
What else? I get to cook a whackload of real food today. It's been entirely too long since I did that. It'd be a bit of an issue at the Other House anyways -- those people are frighteningly picky eaters. Trust me on this. The SO will pretty much eat anything if it's prepared within tolerances but they actually bar whole categories of food ('hidden meat' and 'red meat') which together pretty much completely exclude my chili/stew food deals. Ditto, I suppose, sausage in my rice bakes. Time to learn new recipes, I suppose.
Very little sleep last night, all things considered, so I'll probably head back to bed soon too. I'm studiously avoiding that book -- Spider Robinson either puts his best stories at the front, or he gets very predictable with too much reading at once. I figure if I leave it for awhile maybe the break will do my interest good because it is neat stuff -- just relentlessly harping on the same moral/kindness themes.
The cherries on the tree outside my window are swelling and even thinking about going red. I love cherries, they're definitely a favourite fruit, and on this tree they're incredibly thick. It's a wanton display of fertility, really, and tell me there's nothing sexy about eating a bucketful of cherries and getting that juice all over yourself? All those mouth-sized curves...
And that, as they say, is that. Later, and be well.
