In The Weeds

It has been a while since my last entry. Where did the summer go. Of course I am quite pleased with the fact that this year I have three separate entries in my blog, compared to last years anemic sole post.The slow and steady march of progress. The garden continues to do its thing. I have to say I am a bit disappointed with some of the seeds I bought earlier in the year from Ed Humes. The broccoli may prove me wrong in the coming cooler weather of the fall, but so far suffice to say it has been a bust with one tiny sprout off one of the 8 plants . The giant marigolds were good, the carrots seem ok but they have had a tough going this year as we were under attack for several weeks by a groundhog that moved into the old skunk den under my neighbors shed. I think we have harassed him enough at this point however that he appears to have decided to relocate and set up shop elsewhere. The roma beans did not disappoint but beans are among the easiest of vegetables to grow so that is no surp...

We have had a stomach bug working its way though the house the past few days. Needless to say it certainly puts a damper on enjoying the nice weather we had been experiencing (until today). Today was downright cold. It seemed to get colder as the day went on, and once a strong North-east wind kicked it was so long shorts and tee shirts. Mimzee was quite the site running around in her track suit we save just for this type or weather. Ponytail bouncing as she chased her brother around the yard. I would say the virus has been licked. I spent the Red Sox-free afternoon finishing a project that in all honesty began about 10 years ago when we first bought this house. At our last house I had put in flower beds in the front and on the sides , and edged them with those scalloped concrete edgings you see in many yards in this part of the country.( One thing about those stones, if you ever desire to buy them , make sure you ask for " red scalloped concrete". If you ask for pink, as I d...

So much for sticking with a daily/weekly gardening blog last year. It seemed like such a great idea at the time. Someday I would like to be disciplined enough to actually start some serious writing , and "what better way to prepare for that than to work on the necessary skills regularly with this simple little blog?", I naively thought to myself a year ago. How quickly the demands of home and business take front seat , and those vapid little aspirations of one part-time writer quickly vanished like so many early morning fogs on Hardy Pond . So here I am, a year later, some may say a year wiser ( I dispute that point of view) back at this anew, ready to commit, reinvigorated from the contact high of my first ever surprise party. Still coming down off that one actually. Then there is that one unavoidable, stone cold, hard motivator Tuesday when I awoke: "40 years?! Can it be? But I just turned 30? WTF! When the hell did this happen?! I wish someone could have let me i...