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May 10
May 10, 2008 | 4:52 AM PST
I didn't do anything major yesterday. I just piddled around...until I spied a bazillion perennial petunias coming up in the yard by The Patio Garden. I don't know why I hadn't seen them before. I started digging them up and moving them over to The Poison Garden where the ice plant had died. If they decide to grow, they'll make a much better show there. I can't tell you how many I dug up and moved. I ran out of spots there and put some in a clay pot, sitting the pot on the edge of the garden. I toted water and toted water and toted water and toted my fat behind. You'd think that I wouldn't have one with all that toting! I put out some more straw where it was thin and because of that, I pulled weeds. I finally whacked back the forsythia in The Old Gourd Garden. It's one sided, but that's ok. Maybe the lilies will bloom better with a bit more sun there. While I was doing that, I think a little black spider got in my glove and bit me. It was that old familiar feeling. Burning,and then it goes away. Then more burning, which goes away. Then intense burning that goes away. Yep, that's a spider bite. There are still forest ants everywhere. While I was pulling some weeds in The Patio Garden, I saw them all over the place, so they're not just in the back. I mentioned that maybe we should try putting out some sevin. Hubby said that it was too windy to do that! Then he went out to de-grass the Garden Garden. A few minutes later he was back saying that it was too much like work, so he'd use Round-Up. I told him that it wasn't a good idea--too windy. He might kill all the tomato plants trying that! I'll be careful, he says. The first thing that he squirts is a Sweet Annie in The Poison Garden right next to a hens and chick that I've been nursing for a year to get it to grow in that spot. Stay away from my garden! I say. He sure didn't like me telling him that because he stomped off and put the sprayer away. He didn't speak to me again for hours. Fine with me. It's too windy for sevin, but not too windy for Round-Up. Hmmm. Oh, well. I guess I saved the plants from overspray. I'd like to take his sprayer and .... I went back outside late afternoon and piddled around some more. Bad idea. Skeeters again. This time I got that little sucker, but not before he got me three times! Either I'll learn to put on the OFF! or stop going out late afternoons!
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May 10, 2008 | 4:52 AM PST
I didn't do anything major yesterday. I just piddled around...until I spied a bazillion perennial petunias coming up in the yard by The Patio Garden. I don't know why I hadn't seen them before. I started digging them up and moving them over to The Poison Garden where the ice plant had died. If they decide to grow, they'll make a much better show there. I can't tell you how many I dug up and moved. I ran out of spots there and put some in a clay pot, sitting the pot on the edge of the garden. I toted water and toted water and toted water and toted my fat behind. You'd think that I wouldn't have one with all that toting! I put out some more straw where it was thin and because of that, I pulled weeds. I finally whacked back the forsythia in The Old Gourd Garden. It's one sided, but that's ok. Maybe the lilies will bloom better with a bit more sun there. While I was doing that, I think a little black spider got in my glove and bit me. It was that old familiar feeling. Burning,and then it goes away. Then more burning, which goes away. Then intense burning that goes away. Yep, that's a spider bite. There are still forest ants everywhere. While I was pulling some weeds in The Patio Garden, I saw them all over the place, so they're not just in the back. I mentioned that maybe we should try putting out some sevin. Hubby said that it was too windy to do that! Then he went out to de-grass the Garden Garden. A few minutes later he was back saying that it was too much like work, so he'd use Round-Up. I told him that it wasn't a good idea--too windy. He might kill all the tomato plants trying that! I'll be careful, he says. The first thing that he squirts is a Sweet Annie in The Poison Garden right next to a hens and chick that I've been nursing for a year to get it to grow in that spot. Stay away from my garden! I say. He sure didn't like me telling him that because he stomped off and put the sprayer away. He didn't speak to me again for hours. Fine with me. It's too windy for sevin, but not too windy for Round-Up. Hmmm. Oh, well. I guess I saved the plants from overspray. I'd like to take his sprayer and .... I went back outside late afternoon and piddled around some more. Bad idea. Skeeters again. This time I got that little sucker, but not before he got me three times! Either I'll learn to put on the OFF! or stop going out late afternoons!
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May 10, 2008 | 5:43 AM PST
Doesn't this sound just like home to most of us? Too funny, ROFLOL I am. Thanks for the morning chuckle. Linda B |
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May 10, 2008 | 6:42 AM PST
Mike did in a bunch of plants, even though I'd covered them with empty coffee cans; a man with Round-up is a disaster waiting to happen. Since then, the only Round-up used is at the base of trees, to make mowing easier. Last edited by motherbored on May 10th at 6:43 AM. |
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May 10, 2008 | 8:42 AM PST
Are you sure you are not talking about the "goings on" at MY house? |
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May 10, 2008 | 9:55 PM PST
You are so lucky to have perennial petunias. I love those. |
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