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My daily morning meditative walk in the garden. Sometimes I start weeding still in my pjs and bathrobe.Bitter melon happiness in the greenhouse. 2 beautiful melons growing and thriving. A butterfly on its leaf greeted me, opening and closing its wings.Killing 2 days with one stone. Day 22 and 23/61 Daisy Yellow Index Card a Day Challenge. A PINEAPPLE with PURPLE hair. It’s fun to let go and let my brush have its way.Last evening’s mini version of Monday’s downpour. Failed to capture the thunder and lightning.Things are getting crowded in the greenhouse. I finally pruned out the snowpeas to give the peppers more elbow room and light. They needed a little moral support from the tomato cages. Hopefully they will now get more robust. They are flowering.Despite our strange weather of drought and flood , things are growing by leaps and bounds. We’ve got the tomatoes strung up to keep them on the straight and narrow.Day 21/61 Daisy Yellow Index Card a Day Challenge. Summer SOLSTICE sure brought a huge rainstorm to my city.Day 20/61 Daisy Yellow Index Card a Day Challenge. Can a OUIJA BOARD give us answers from beyond?Day 19/61 Daisy Yellow Index Card a Day Challenge. I did it know about SELVEDGE jeans, did you? How they are different from other jeans is beyond me.Sweet morsels from the greenhouse and garden.Instagram
My daily morning meditative walk in the garden. Sometimes I start weeding still in my pjs and bathrobe.Bitter melon happiness in the greenhouse. 2 beautiful melons growing and thriving. A butterfly on its leaf greeted me, opening and closing its wings.Killing 2 days with one stone. Day 22 and 23/61 Daisy Yellow Index Card a Day Challenge. A PINEAPPLE with PURPLE hair. It’s fun to let go and let my brush have its way.Last evening’s mini version of Monday’s downpour. Failed to capture the thunder and lightning.Things are getting crowded in the greenhouse. I finally pruned out the snowpeas to give the peppers more elbow room and light. They needed a little moral support from the tomato cages. Hopefully they will now get more robust. They are flowering.Despite our strange weather of drought and flood , things are growing by leaps and bounds. We’ve got the tomatoes strung up to keep them on the straight and narrow.
Monthly Archives: February 2022
FIRE AND RAIN
February 10. 9:19 am. It’s 5℃ outside and 1.2℃ in the greenhouse. It is grey, wet and slippery as hell on the sidewalks. We watch people walking cautiously, some on the street and some in the snow of lawns. Then … Continue reading
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Tagged feelings, fire and rain, freedom convoy, freedom is another word for chaos, life, my daily draw, no mud, rant, the pandemic, watercolour, writing
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CHARTING MY DAYS
February 8, 8:38 am. 2℃ outside and -1.1℃ in the greenhouse. Crazy temperatures! Past Februaries had been our coldest month. I’m trying not to think of climate change, Covid-19 and the freedom convoy. I am, of course, thinking of them … Continue reading
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Tagged charting my days, learning, life, sources of inspiration, writing, YouTube University
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LETTING IT ALL HANG OUT
February 7, 9:15 am. Cloudy with sun. -6℃ outside, -7.4℃ in the greenhouse. I got my 8 hours of sleep last night. We were in bed by 10 pm. I have to admit I was feeling out-of-sorts watching the National … Continue reading
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Tagged cleaning house, February, feeling badly, freedom convoy, life, mental health, writing
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HOLD THE SKI, BACON and…
February 5. Another Saturday morning watercolour class. It’s cloudy and warmer than yesterday though I don’t know what the temperature was in the morning. I do know that I am not feeling as spunky. I left for class a little … Continue reading
RAMBLING MUMBLING THERAPY
February 3. It is another cold day but quite sunny. It’s been around -25℃ most of the day. The greenhouse got up to 4.7℃ today. It is -3.3℃ now at 5:37. I should start thinking about preparing the beds for … Continue reading
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Tagged greenhouse, keeping track, life, rambling mumbling, seeding, temperatures, therapy, tomatoes, transplanting, winter, writing
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POST MORTEM & CELEBRATION
February 1. Chinese New Year and it’s day one post the Ultimate Blog Challenge. What have I learn? I am an old retired nurse. It goes to reason that old medical terminology would pop up in my mind. I’ve never … Continue reading
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Tagged bad attitude, celebrate, Chinese New Year, fake it till I make it, life, post mortem, watercolour art class, writing
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