Trees grow taller.
Children grow taller.
Tales grow taller.
Trees grow taller.
Trees grow taller.
Children grow taller.
Tales grow taller.
We are not wrong, we are not wrong in what we are doing. If we are wrong, the Supreme Court of this nation is wrong. If we are wrong, the Constitution of the United States is wrong. And if we are wrong, God Almighty is wrong. If we are wrong, Jesus of Nazareth was merely a utopian dreamer that never came down to Earth. If we are wrong, justice is a lie, love has no meaning. And we are determined here in Montgomery to work and fight until “justice runs down like water, and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
The current composition of my garden boxes from last year!
Below you can see the new additions this morning! The day is going to be clear and the broccoli needs to be covered when it’s first put out so I have the sun-sheet out. Sadly I snapped off a zinnia putting the sun sheet over the garden. 😦 Bad Andrew.
Because I get carried away I also mocked up a diagram of my current deck setup. I really wish I placed the zucchinis in the garden box because I’m going to want those planters for poppies and pansies. I might transfer them over this weekend. We shall see.
Paperwhites are budding in the side garden. 🙂
Daffodils are doing lovely. I really want to cut that coaxial cable. We don’t even have cable but we do have cable internet so I’m torn as to whether or not I should risk it. I think it’s just the thing that connects to our satellite dish… which we don’t use either.
Oh and the hyacinths!
Zucchinis are crazy. The one on the left has sorted itself out nice. The one on the left is really messed up. I hope it comes around. We’ll have to wait and see. The one in the middle I expect will have sorted itself out by the time I get home tonight.
Here’s a good shot of the garden bed with the sun sheet in place.
So I’m sitting in my kitchen thinking about my garden. Best part of the day. I was thinking about my plants I put out yesterday. They weren’t dead.
A couple of stems/leaves had snapped but otherwise it was fine. In fact they seemed healthier and happier! Brighter leaves, firmer leaves, just healthier! I snipped off the snapped leaves.
I got excited. Crazy. I had to plant more. LOL I checked the forecast.
I’m betting on the inaccuracy or at least the high numbers of the weather network. I don’t care anymore I just want to plant more! Ha ha ha! I have the bug! So I went inside and grabbed all my green onions! Muah ha ha! I pulled back the garden cover and found a massive spider, tons of earthworms, and this cool little guy (centipede). I saved him for the kids to have a look at.
I also found a seed that had begun sprouting but had not taken root. So I planted it… gotta see what it becomes.
Oh right! So then I put all the onions in the garden and covered the exposed soil with mulch.
You can see companion planning at work here! I can’t wait to see it in the summer when I have all my other flowers out! 🙂
My raspberry bush has started to sprout too! I’m so excited! It looked really, really dead and all the bark was peeling off of it so I wasn’t sure if it would come back.
TA DA! So beautiful.
I know! I know! But I had to. I had to reorganize because the top plants weren’t getting enough light and Ann Marie wanted her patio door back. So I had to get rid of a surface and my big zucchini plants were fucked anyway. They should have been outside weeks ago but the weather was non-cooperative. Anyway the forecast isn’t doom and gloom. It might hold well above zero. There are scary days though.
I’m banking on global warming this year to make sure we don’t have a late frost. I think it’s gone. So this shouldn’t be an issue.
I don’t even know if they’ll survive. They’ve been chilled 4 nights in a row in front of an open patio door. The sun was out this morning but it quickly switched to rain and clouds. So it’s the perfect day for them to be out. *fingers crossed* If I lose them I have 4 more that are younger.
Back to the reorganization: On the top I’ve got my new germinations (tomatoes, zinnias, sunflowers, and carrots) and odd storage, second from the top is my dwarf flowers (marigolds and violets) and newest seedlings (cucumbers / strawberries), second from the bottom, is my cauliflower, peppers, onion and broccoli plants. Evie’s climbing peas are also there in the orange pot. Then on the bottom we have the tall plants. These are my zinnias, Charlotte’s pole bean plant, the remainder of my zucchinis and some random ones I can’t remember what they are. LOL
If my zucchini plants don’t die over the next couple days I think I’ll move my onions into the garden and cross my fingers.
The average morning temperature is between 3 and 5. The average afternoon is between 10-12. I am fighting my urge to plant out all my indoor seedlings. I really really want to but the chances of frost are still there however diminished each day.
Swinging my bag over my shoulder
Arm stuck in the grocery store
odd voice rings thru my headphones
Jesus loves you god bless you.
The young they laugh and mock her
The atheists scream and shout
What I heard was I love you
And I want everything in your life to work out.
Well I’m scared all the time
In I don’t know what I believe
But that old woman made me smile
in sharing her way to perceive.
the old woman in the store that day
wasn’t there the next time I went
maybe given or hope dried up
I’d like to think she’ll never stop
Went to see Mike’s band last night. Nikki invited me. I thought she was interested in seeing Mike again but that doesn’t seem to be the case. Mike was super excited to see her (and me, but less of course). He was sweet and caring, wanted to know about her kids and stuff. She spent the night texting other guys. Oh well. None of my business. Just feel bad. Nikki wasn’t happy with Mike, can’t force that… but then why did she want to go to his show? I feel like that’s stringing him along a bit.
The band that opened had a cool name and cool album art but their music was lame.
The drummer was kick-ass and the lead guitar was ‘shred-a-rific’ but everything else sounded fresh from the 80s. If that’s what they were going for then they nailed it. There were very exciting moments in the rhythm and lead but they were drowned by an unnecessary rhythm guitar player and straight-eight bass player. The bass player is the drummer’s brother… so… They played the Cochrane song “Big League” and they fucking nailed it. But it isn’t their song. If they wrote and performed their songs with the style and intensity of Big League they’d be onto something. They also kept trying to push their album and t-shirts through the show which would be fine if they were any good…. but.
Hays Code was a good show. Good sound made better by the bass player, Mike. Totally melodic rhythm kept the song pumping along. Bass can really bring a band up to the next level. Otherwise Hays Code is pretty standard 90s fare.
The other thing that was flat-out stupid was that The Overtime Bar, in a small space, with virtually no customers, has their drum set mic’d! The snare drum was causing pain in my ears and the kick I could feel in my liver. NOT PLEASANT. I love loud music and bass I can feel in my body but this was extreme. Had to be dangerous-level-decibels.
Left right after Hays Code and was in bed by 11. I read a couple pages and passed out. 🙂
This morning is gloomy-grey again.
Ann Marie drove me in which is against my rules and I was late for work. It’s just that if I take a ride I get to hang around the house for an extra 20 minutes. I used the time to trim my plants, clean up the kitchen and make myself a decent lunch.
Can’t friggin’ wait for the frost date to pass so I can get my planting ON!
Ann Marie’s final exam is today. She is not worried about it and neither am I. I am still worried about Tuesday’s mark. Today would be something worth celebrating if we knew that she was going to start 4th year in the fall… but.
Practicing guitar in the mornings like crazy right now because Michael’s not going to be at church this week. This is a great opportunity to take the lead. I don’t want to oppress Cynthia but I get the feeling that’s how she is used to things going.
Also got a lot of xixi’s trip roughly plotted out for October. She understands that I’ll still be caring for Ann Marie and the kids so I won’t be up or out too late, etc. We have this as a rough schedule.
October 14: Pick Xixi up in Toronto, go to the AGO, dinner out, and crash at my uncle Neil’s.
October 15: CN Tower, head back to Kingston.
October 16: Weather permitting head to Frontenac provincial park and give her a long hike in autumn leaves. (The leaves was Xixi entire reason for coming in the fall instead of the summer.)
October 17: No plans yet. I’d like to garden. She can drive (if she gets her IDP) or wander around Kingston. We’ll play it by ear.
October 18: Drive to Ottawa. She goes nuts when I say the name Justin Trudeau (“The most handsome man in Canada”) and when I told her we can sit in on a session of parliament she freaked out. I have never seen anyone get excited over a session of parliament. It was pretty funny. While in Ottawa we can go to the art museum, nature museum or the war museum, her call. All three if there’s time?! Who knows. I want to take the kids so we’ll have to head back to Kingston after dinner.
October 19: No plans yet. Same as the 17th. Lots of stuff around the house I’d like to do during my time off no doubt.
October 20: My birthday. Skating at 7pm. This will be when I give her a taste of Kingston night life. Nikki already said she wants to come. I’ll make a facebook event and invite everyone I know out and make a big night of it. She will have a blast.
October 21: Hangover day. Movies. Pizza. McDonalds. Maybe a walk in Lemoine’s point to feed the birds. We’ll see.
October 22: Sunday routine. She actually wants to do the church, visit family, thing. I laughed and told her my family would love to meet her and see who’s been sending me postcards for 5 years. I can show her the 4 wheeler and she can zip around my parent’s property.
October 23: Her birthday. No tourist plans. We’ll do a nice dinner and cake, obviously.
October 24: Have to drive her back to Toronto at 8am. Her plane is at 1pm.
You can already tell the trip is going to FLY BY. I can’t afford to travel but I’m excited to have a foreign friend come and see Canada. Things we have to squeeze in somewhere is downtown Kingston, a KP tour if possible, Fort Henry will be doing Fort Fright and Mike and Millie want to take her to that, the kids want to take her out to Mandarin for “Chinese food” because she’s from China. She wants to see museums in Kingston as well and visit my work. She wants to cook me Chinese dinners and breakfasts. It’s going to be crazy fun. I look forward to blogging about it.
Better rarely means better for everyone.