Tuesday, April 28, 2009
So you're not a football fan, how 'bout Christmas, when the last leftover is eaten and the tree gets put away and it is still a month or two before any of the pretty spring flowers show up to brighten your world... .
So you don't celebrate the pagan holiday Christmas, how 'bout you're driving home from a great vacation, you caught a zillion fish, you hiked farther than you ever thought you could, the weather was constantly perfect, the trailer parked and hooked up in minutes, or all the tent stakes were in the bag and the food never got soggy in the cooler and the organic, non-toxic mosquito repellent actually worked this time. But now you are heading home. Excited to sleep in your own bed, but.... but you had such a good time you really wish it could go on forever, as if you were stuck in a good groundhog day movie.
That's where I'm at, let down. My weekend company pulled out of our driveway at about threeish on Sunday, Mike and Rebecca stayed for dinner, the adults even played a little Mario cart, (don't bug me, I know we are way behind the fun and games curve but, "Hi my name is Lanny, and I'm a gameaholic and it all began with pinball." Yes, my family has had to suffer for the sins of the mother) but then even the Bowermans had to go home, (they successfully stepped over my dead body flung at the doorway) and there I was, partyless.
So yesterday I wandered around aimlessly throwing slug bait here and there, wondering where I should plant this or that, digging up a few weeds in the driveway, watching all the different finches pluck the seeds out of the dandelion puffs.
I'll be okay in a day or two.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
My title might not be short but I have grown a little short on time. So I'll leave you with a few of my pictures and some places to visit that will keep you entertained and moved ifn' I don't get back here before Monday or Tuesday.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
The package is passed from the UPS man to EBet, Anna Colleen swings the door of the propagation house open, as her knife blade zips through the packing tape. Lanny reaches in takes the first packet of pumpkin seeds out and begins to carefully but speedily drop seeds into the indentations of the starter soil that she finished putting in the neatly arranged pre-labeled peat pots just as the UPS truck driver rolled his chariot down the driveway tossing biscuits to the Great Pretender Fluffy Joe.
Ah, the pure fantasy of it all.
I got so busy yesterday I forgot to push publish ooopsie! Hope you are have a tremendous week Dear Reader!
Monday, April 20, 2009
Are you ready for the next chunk of the farm tour? Today I'll take you to the east side of the back forty where the beaver dam is. We need to do our annual release of the excessive height they put on during the intense spring rains. Dirt can't mow his lawn and some of my barn garden is flooded but the standing rain puddles are all dried up so we know that the excess water is because of those workaholic OCD beavers.
Well now we're out here in the clearing, Dirt keeps trying to turn off the road too soon but I told him to turn at the big cottonwood. He sure is in a hurry. This is the first time he has come out to help with the beaver dam, for over twenty years I come out here just me and what ever of the girls want to join me, but make it a photo op for the blog and here he comes! Where is he any way?
Saturday, April 18, 2009
It will only continue to come up in areas where it will have a season of cold.
It is hard for me to turn down a fragrant flower. Hyacinthus orientalis is not only constant with its heady fragrance but I find it enchanting with its layers of glistening succulent perianths.Hyacinthus orientalis are a great bulb for forcing but I am not that well disciplined and so prefer to bring in pots of them from the garden during their normal bloom time.
Once inside however and they quickly fill out, it is a hard give and take, for if left inside they are done well before their outdoor counterparts.
Making both Fluffy and I greatful for warm sunny spring days on which we can stretch out and enjoy the fragrance and beauty of the outdoors.
It can't help but bring a smile to our faces, a quicker beat to our hearts and a faithful gaze to the future.
For the Lord, through the reoccuring of beauty from winter's death, assures me again of His faithfulness to His children, to those who adore Him.
Lord God, you bring such a gentle peace to my spirit, a time of quite and calm when I need it the most.
For you and you alone, o Holy God have the consistency to strengthen my soul.
Your fragrance bathes me and makes me new.
Please Dear Reader, enjoy the day God has brought to you and take sometime to visit other corners of the world and the flowers that grow there.
Well my break is over, but I still feel like Moose aka Amie Jo.
This is my favorite unitasker, probably the only unitasker in my kitchen, because so far I can't think of anything I else I could use it for.