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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.
Tag Archives: depression
WALKS AND THOUGHTS
It’s Friday, another write day. I’ve just come back from a walk to our community garden. I’m not as fit as I thought. Though as the name suggests, the garden is in the community and close by, I found it … Continue reading
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FLYDAY, THE 13TH
It’s Friday, Chinese AirForce Day, as someone once called it. I took the bait and asked why. He said, It’s F-l-y-day. Would you call that a racial slur? Anyways, I chuckled like a good agreeable Chinese woman. I wasn’t offended, … Continue reading
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WRITING TO SAVE MYSELF
So it it February 25, the 25th day of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. I did not bother with Day 24, deciding to immerse myself in Netflix instead. I suppose I was feeling the ‘what’s the point’, ‘who am I kidding’ … Continue reading
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THE BEST OF EACH DAY
These last days of 2020 seem the hardest. It’s a good reason to return to the keyboard – to put words onto the page instead of getting lost in my emotions. Be here. Be now. I try not to give … Continue reading
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YOU LIGHT UP MY LIFE
I am so porous to the prevailing moods around me. It is not an advantage. I am one of those people who can feel your pain. It is not a good thing. I’m feeling a little under the weather, mood … Continue reading
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Tagged cloudy day, Covid-19, depression, good things, greenhouse, life, rabbit, Sheba, snow, walks, winter, writing, you light up my life
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CHRISTMAS IN NOVEMBER
Gosh, it is already 5 o’clock in the afternoon. I did not go for my afternoon walk. No sun today. It’s been foggy and dreary – like a cup of weak tepid tea. I did get my exercise this morning … Continue reading
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SUCCESSES AND FAILURES
I’ve never given much thought to the meaning of the dog days of summer. Given to the context of how I hear it used and how it sounded, they meant summer time when you can see the heat sizzling from … Continue reading
TRAINING MY MIND AND BLADDER
I’m consoling myself this morning with a cup of rooibos tea. I’m staring at another blank morning, another blank page. I despise this feeling of blandness and emptiness. But how to make a mark, to scratch the surface? Will … Continue reading
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Tagged depression, exercise, interstial cystitis, life, self talk, small victories, sun, training my mind and bladder, writing
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THE GRACE OF ENDURANCE
Difficult times can bring out the best in people but in cases like myself, it brings out the worse. I’m full of anger and resentment. I would like to be in a demolition derby. I would like to crash and … Continue reading
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Tagged anger, depression, endurance, grace, life, loving kindness, my mother, prayers, shingles, stress, suffering, the pandemic, umbilical cord, venting, words, writing
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STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN
December mornings can be cruel, especially if one lingers in bed too long upon wakening. Grey, cold thoughts creep into my thoughts in the cool darkness. They seep into my body and I wear them like a shroud. Best to … Continue reading
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