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My perfect sit spot on the step to have my cuppa and have a conversation with the bees. They love the purple.It’s October! Time to bring the mandevillas in. They were still in their prime, trumpeting their beauty. It was hard but it had to be done. The three were pruned and squished into one pot for the coming winter. I preserved some blossoms and they’re looking better than ever.Autumn joy.From the greenhouse this morning. One Brandy Wine tomato, a Black Krim tomato and 3 slipper gourds.Making use of my abundance of zucchinis. Muffins with dates, raisins, walnuts, zucchini and pineapple. Have not tasted yet but how can you mess up muffins?Cool day cookings - chili in Instant Pot and stew in slow cooker.Rainy days are good for puttering and clearing out trouble spots in the garden. The herb spiral and its surroundings have been overtaken by chives. So spent afternoon moving rocks pulling and digging out chives and their hairy roots. Put in some lilies from my sister in their place. Then planted a row of irises behind the little monk. While I was at it, I transplanted some strawberries where I had pumpkins and zucchinis. The zucchinis are still there. I’m reluctant to let them go yet. I tend to hang on to things too long like a couple of late Roma tomatoes in Kosy Coats. They have quite a few tomatoes on them. We’ll see what happens. I started these 2 from slips off the big plants. They rooted easily, planted in late July almost August.A beautiful sunny afternoon to head out to the Beaver Creek Conservation Park. We haven’t been successful getting there till now. Other years we had Sheba with us and no dogs allowed. Other times, it hit on closed days. A wonderful time of year with splashes of autumn colours here and there. Made me think of the line ‘The hills are alive with the sound of music’ (colour).Shredding zucchinis- 3 ziplock bags. I probably will be very happy to have them in winter. But right now I don’t want to look at another zucchini. I still have 5 little guys hanging on outside.Cool, foggy and grey morning. Autumn is definitely here. The garden is slowly shutting down. Time to rest on what we have succeeded in harvesting and learned.Instagram
My perfect sit spot on the step to have my cuppa and have a conversation with the bees. They love the purple.It’s October! Time to bring the mandevillas in. They were still in their prime, trumpeting their beauty. It was hard but it had to be done. The three were pruned and squished into one pot for the coming winter. I preserved some blossoms and they’re looking better than ever.Autumn joy.From the greenhouse this morning. One Brandy Wine tomato, a Black Krim tomato and 3 slipper gourds.Making use of my abundance of zucchinis. Muffins with dates, raisins, walnuts, zucchini and pineapple. Have not tasted yet but how can you mess up muffins?Cool day cookings - chili in Instant Pot and stew in slow cooker.
Monthly Archives: September 2018
FAKE EVERYTHING
I think I have to give up reading crime murder mysteries for awhile. I am unable to put put them down after I’m hooked. Besides not getting much done, my head is in a funny space. They do absorbed me, … Continue reading
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MY PRETEND SWIM
These cloudy wet autumn days are starting to get on my nerve! Sheba is getting on that one nerve that’s left, too. Every time I get up, I feel like I’m getting a FBI escort. Most of the time I’m … Continue reading
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Tagged aches, advantages, autumn days, coping strategies, disadvantages, life, mission, moods, my pretend swim, pain, plan for success, SAD, seasonal changes, writing
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MY TRUE NORTH, STRONG AND FREE
Morning has broken. Snow is falling. There’s snow on the potted avocado. The buddhas are content beneath the spruce trees. My body is slowly easing and unfolding from its tightness. I need to move and stretch but sometimes what we … Continue reading
SOMETHINGS TO BE GRATEFUL FOR
I mumble mostly about the mundanes of my extraordinary ordinary life. I’m starting to feel I’m a very boring person with a boring life. I’m repeating the same stories over and over. I’m not doodling the same old, same old … Continue reading
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IF ONLY DOGS CAN TALK
How are you today? I’m none the worse for wear. In some ways I feel better than yesterday. In other ways, I’m worse. I should not have talked about Sheba’s past anxiety issues. It was begging for trouble. It came … Continue reading
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JUST RANTING
No two days are equal. Today is not a good day. Nor is it a bad day. It’s just that I am feeling heavy. Do you know what I mean? I am not sure that I do either. You could … Continue reading
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Tagged heavy, just ranting, letting be, letting go, life, tired, treading water, writing
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A DISTANT MEMORY
Some mornings I just feel like throwing up. That’s how enthused I am. It’s not about who I am or is it? I have many mornings like this. When I was still working, I often start the day by telling … Continue reading
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IT’S THE RAIN
It’s a wet, dreary, windy day. Thank God for the autumn leaves. Their gold was more vibrant in the grey. This is the kind of day when I wish Sheba was self-walking. But I will brave up shortly and take … Continue reading
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Tagged autumn colours, bored, How to Change Your Mind, it's the rain, life, LSD, recharging, rest, writing
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THE GLAD IN SAD
Sheba is doing her job. She gets me out whether I want to or not. She’s not affected by seasonal changes at all. When I ask her if she wants to go for her walk, she pops up off her … Continue reading
LIFE IN THE SAD LANE
Here it is, after six, and I have no words or thoughts on the page. They’re all in my head. I have conversations and tell stories there all day long. They keep me company. I’m never lonely. It is a … Continue reading
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