Garden Gnome
Lyn is home for two more weeks. Aaron won't be home for about two weeks. There will be a slight overlap while I do the last week of school, then the two of them will go back to Searcy where Lyn will spend all her time learning Italian and Aaron will spend all of his time reading obscure literature. Lyn and I are meeting Aaron in Memphis Saturday while Gene and Scott have a playdate in some other place. Ah, life.
Scott and I have planted 3 small gardens. I want one more. All together they aren't any bigger than 3 parking spaces, but we have potatoes (red and Yukon), asparagus, lettuce, onion, scallions, 5 varieties of peppers, tomatoes (2 varieties and colors), okra, squash, green beans, red daisies, catnip, thyme, basil, oregano, and parsley. The gardens are in separate places because of all of our tree cover. There are only a few spots which will get enough light to grow much but moss on this hill, and most of those are covered with either rock or house. We have a stump from 2 tornadoes ago which we've been burning for years. That seemed to be a good place for a garden. So far, the burn smell seems to be keeping the deer and the bunnies and the squirrels and the raccoons off the new plants. Someone did snack on a squash seed. The last garden is for watermelon and birdhouse gourds, maybe assorted flowers...I wonder if I can operate that plow?
I just wrote and deleted a paragraph which made me feel better, but which should not be in print. I may not like my job, but I do like having one. To mix lots of metaphors and throughly muddy the waters here, flying chips will have to fall some time. (I'll explain to Gene - he can pass on the skinny.)
Scott and I have planted 3 small gardens. I want one more. All together they aren't any bigger than 3 parking spaces, but we have potatoes (red and Yukon), asparagus, lettuce, onion, scallions, 5 varieties of peppers, tomatoes (2 varieties and colors), okra, squash, green beans, red daisies, catnip, thyme, basil, oregano, and parsley. The gardens are in separate places because of all of our tree cover. There are only a few spots which will get enough light to grow much but moss on this hill, and most of those are covered with either rock or house. We have a stump from 2 tornadoes ago which we've been burning for years. That seemed to be a good place for a garden. So far, the burn smell seems to be keeping the deer and the bunnies and the squirrels and the raccoons off the new plants. Someone did snack on a squash seed. The last garden is for watermelon and birdhouse gourds, maybe assorted flowers...I wonder if I can operate that plow?
I just wrote and deleted a paragraph which made me feel better, but which should not be in print. I may not like my job, but I do like having one. To mix lots of metaphors and throughly muddy the waters here, flying chips will have to fall some time. (I'll explain to Gene - he can pass on the skinny.)