Crunchy Soil Goodness
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greenstormOkay. That worked reasonably well.
So yesterday The Other Woman and I hoofed it over to the Farmer's Market, resulting in four rose bushes: a Buttercup for me, since she doesn't like English roses (next up: Ambridge Rose and Tess); a ...not Blue Girl, but some other full-sized blue rose for her, a Warm Welcome, and a Crystal Showers (lavender mini with a great deal of scent).
Got home from that and headed out with the Juggler to pick up a station wagon-full of soil amendments which now rest in the back yard awaiting my tender mercies. Peat, mushroom manure, and steer manure -- why both of the latter? Because we couldn't decide which, spur of the moment. *grin*
I really miss being able to take the wheelbarrow down to the manure pile. This business of buying it by the bagful seems kind of silly. I wonder how much having a load delivered would be, and if they do that here in the city? I'll need to look into that for the front laws: there are these big raggedy old evergreen shrubs that need to come out, and the soil left behind may well need some magic.
Went out with the SO after that for dinner with his brother and mom. It was his brother's birthday, and we got a bunch of talk in (well, I talked less but that's not unusual) and it was pretty nice over all. I'm not sure exactly what happened when we got home because I didn't get to sleep 'till 2 or 2:30, but it was pleasantly low key. I'm going to see if I can't get eight hours total today.
The SO's mom has offered me her garden to use, so this means I get two. I'm immensely entertained.
I brought some mint over here when I came and I need to go out with The Other Woman and hunt down some pots to put it in. I think that may happen today -- we'll see if we can manage without bringing home more plants.
I've got an idea of how the garden's going to begin shaping up. There will be two major beds as it stands, one vagurly rectangular with a path down the middle and one kind of sculpty rectangle along the fence line. I won't begin converting lawn till I've finished those.
The colour scheme will be pretty much white/yellow/orange and purple -- The Other Woman really likes purple and keeps picking out purple things she wants. I want to look into some good silvery and dark highlight plants to set things off. Definitely a good time for a trip to Southlands nursery with a notebook. Hmmm.
Been trying to keep my mind out of the Icky Stuff until I can do something about it. I'm definitely feeling stronger for it. I think I'll be able to handle this when it does come.
I'm going to see about more sleep. Take care.
So yesterday The Other Woman and I hoofed it over to the Farmer's Market, resulting in four rose bushes: a Buttercup for me, since she doesn't like English roses (next up: Ambridge Rose and Tess); a ...not Blue Girl, but some other full-sized blue rose for her, a Warm Welcome, and a Crystal Showers (lavender mini with a great deal of scent).
Got home from that and headed out with the Juggler to pick up a station wagon-full of soil amendments which now rest in the back yard awaiting my tender mercies. Peat, mushroom manure, and steer manure -- why both of the latter? Because we couldn't decide which, spur of the moment. *grin*
I really miss being able to take the wheelbarrow down to the manure pile. This business of buying it by the bagful seems kind of silly. I wonder how much having a load delivered would be, and if they do that here in the city? I'll need to look into that for the front laws: there are these big raggedy old evergreen shrubs that need to come out, and the soil left behind may well need some magic.
Went out with the SO after that for dinner with his brother and mom. It was his brother's birthday, and we got a bunch of talk in (well, I talked less but that's not unusual) and it was pretty nice over all. I'm not sure exactly what happened when we got home because I didn't get to sleep 'till 2 or 2:30, but it was pleasantly low key. I'm going to see if I can't get eight hours total today.
The SO's mom has offered me her garden to use, so this means I get two. I'm immensely entertained.
I brought some mint over here when I came and I need to go out with The Other Woman and hunt down some pots to put it in. I think that may happen today -- we'll see if we can manage without bringing home more plants.
I've got an idea of how the garden's going to begin shaping up. There will be two major beds as it stands, one vagurly rectangular with a path down the middle and one kind of sculpty rectangle along the fence line. I won't begin converting lawn till I've finished those.
The colour scheme will be pretty much white/yellow/orange and purple -- The Other Woman really likes purple and keeps picking out purple things she wants. I want to look into some good silvery and dark highlight plants to set things off. Definitely a good time for a trip to Southlands nursery with a notebook. Hmmm.
Been trying to keep my mind out of the Icky Stuff until I can do something about it. I'm definitely feeling stronger for it. I think I'll be able to handle this when it does come.
I'm going to see about more sleep. Take care.
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Date: 2003-06-01 11:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-02 08:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-02 01:49 pm (UTC)A house is only a home when you've lost one of a pair of socks in it.
A house is only a home when you've scrubbed the sink out clean.
A house is only a home when you've rummaged through the available materials in the cupboards and constructed a random unreciped meal with them.
A house is only a home when you've fallen asleep on the sofa or carpet without meaning to.
Conversely, a home is a place where you do all of the above and have internet access.
Now to work on the big and communal parts and ditch the commute...
;)
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Date: 2003-06-02 10:33 pm (UTC)I have been seeking the big and communal ever since old Arkham fell apart... I don't know if I'll ever find it again. My social life is too diffuse, my interests too varied, my social subgroups not compatible... I don't know.
Maybe, though.
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Date: 2003-06-03 06:08 pm (UTC)Are your social subgroups actually incompatible, or do they just not click especially well?
I think anything too big/organised/rigid-feeling would turn me right off. What if I had to share the garden?