It was absolutely beautiful weather here today! I left work at noon and worked in my yard most of the afternoon.
I dug up a five year old hyssop bush.
I dug up a five foot wide patch of catmint. I saved a bit to maybe transplant elsewhere later.
I dug up some Sedum Autumn Joy to transplant elsewhere.
I cut back coneflowers and my seven foot tall Buddelia.
I raked some fall leaves from the beds.
I raked smooth all bare areas. Planting time, I'll put in some red daylilies (I don't care for them, but BP likes them so I'll make a space.) A few weeks ago I also bought some elephant ears and some cannas (for the hummers) that I have no idea where I'll put but I 'll work them in somewhere.
I'll probably feel all that digging in my legs, butt and back tomorrow.
List of things to buy before May:
I need at least one new lavender plant.
Several bags of potting/top soil.
Several bags of pine bark mulch.
Herbs: lots of flat leaf parsley, rosemary, thyme, and two or three different basils (not the ball less English Basil we all know and love!) pineapple sage and some mint.
Lots of container/bedding plants.
BP has also (reluctantly) agreed to put in a paver path for me from the backdoor out to the shed. LP doesn't know it yet but he'll be happy to assist with the digging and hauling.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
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Wow.
I just accidentally saw The Rolling Stones Rock And Roll Circus on georgias PBS station. This was filmed in dec 1968 for BBC but never aired....lost for decades, some hippy girl went around the world to find it and finally located a copy in a trash bag in the Who's vault.
The Lineup:
Jethro Tull:...very young but still pure Tull.
The Who: Just off a world tour...the Stones later felt the Who upstaged them. Their ill fated drumer (was it Bonham?)was just incredible.
Marianne Faithful : Looking good ....contributing little.
Taj Mahal: There and sounded good...but had no business on stage with this talent.
A thrown together group comprised of JOHN LENNON, KEITH RICHARDS, ERIC CLAPTON, and Hendrix drummer MITCH MITCHELL who is basically john bonham on speed. They played Yer Blues..... then Yoko Ono crawled out of the black fabric bag she had crawled into during Yer Blues and spent about 4 minutes wailing dissonantly while backed up by Lennon Richards Clapton and Mitchell as well as an idiot with a violin.
Then The Stones took the stage. Jumpin Jack Flash....You cant't Always Get What You Want...A slow obscure blues piece...SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL....and closed the circus at 6am after 24 hours with "sing a song for the common people".
Imagine....RFK was shot in may of 68....this was december when Mick is singing "I shouted out who killed the kennedys.....when after all it was you and me". He caps off this marathon version of Sympathy by taking off his shirt to show massive tatoos of demons and devils on his chest and arms. This may be why BBC never aired it. The guy playing bongos for this marathon was literally covered in sweat....This was footage of the Stones playing their greatest music at their absolute prime. Jimmy Paige wasnt on lead as in the recorded version but Keith covered the lead all most as well as Jimmy would have. Mick clearly owned the whole show.
No decent human being can live without having seen this film.
Naggypoo,
What on earth does this have to do with my sore back from digging? SEt up your own blog from www.blogger.com
and email TreeSquish@aol.com and ask her nicely to put up the link on the Blogroll Comments page so we can all read and enjoy it.
Keith moon was the drummer in the who
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Emmba:
The post above is the specific reason I dont wade any further into the morass of blogging. To state it plainly: These things dont function.
Just to call Vanda an idiot I have to sign on to a "google account", input a special "verification code", and enable my Browser to accept "cookies" (which is a really stupid thing to do).
First of all, Scientists in europe recently released a study proving that listening to this version of Sympathy completely cures lower back pain.
Second, I dont care what flowers you have planted or hope to plant in the future.
Third, my morbid fascination with these blaaahgers inability to process information will wane in a short period of time. At the moment I find it interesting to see the length to which they will go to prop up their own crumbling delusions. They really do put in a huge amount of work to continually assert things that are provably untrue. But in a couple weeks I have to buckle down on a project so I doubt I will continue to waste energy on these blaaaahgs.
So take my Rolling Stones post like a dose of medicine...It will do you some good.
I happen to know that more than once in the dead of night BP has crept into the candlelit basement, ritually unveiled the giant devil tattoo on his chest, and launched into a truly evil version of Sympathy For The Devil on accordion.
Just to call Vanda an idiot I have to sign on to a "google account", input a special "verification code", and enable my Browser to accept "cookies" (which is a really stupid thing to do).
I just write "Fuck off, Al!"
"Second, I dont care what flowers you have planted or hope to plant in the future."
If you said that just to make me cry . . . well, :::sniff::: you've succeeded!
"I happen to know that more than once in the dead of night BP has crept into the candlelit basement, ritually unveiled the giant devil tattoo on his chest, and launched into a truly evil version of Sympathy For The Devil on accordion."
I always wondered what that noise was!
So, if you don't want a blogger account email Tree and ask her to set you up to comment on the main page, so you can post the little Rolling Stone tidbits.
Oh....I wasn't aware you could do that. I don't want a blaaahg or any more "accounts" but would prefer to have all the idiots in one place when I call them idiots.
So anyway, George Micheal getting caught in those mens loos with that bloke and.....
Oooops sorry....thought I had stumbled into wanker chat.
Nags,
do you still have an aol email account? If not--what's your email address?
(hush up Clanky)
Move along, move along, go to your homes, there's nothing to see here, everything is calm.
R
I love Nag.
This is The Nagual speaking:
I can't imagine a situation where I would post my email address in a blaaahg or chatroom. Especially not given the insane behavior of some people in the past.
No, I no longer have any association with AOL....despite vandas claims that I still have an aol email account.
Who are these people..."clanky" and "roger"? Do I know them? Do I like them?
Naggy,
Despite Schell's love, you are exasperating! then email ME your email address--I'm trying to help you out and get your Naggy witticisms out to the world.
Elu is Roger and he is/was Eluofthe15. Don't ask me wtf the 15 is, but he's a nice guy (a lawyer, no less) and he has Roger's Meanderings on the main page.
Don't be dissing Clanky. She's got enough trouble trying to keep Meme (aka Weaslemum) straight. Clank is a proper English lady, the mother of delightful Elizabeth Rose who is a bright, sensitive, child who is wise beyond her years
---emma
This is The Nagual speaking:
LOL....you cant even log on to your own blog....
I haven't "dissed" "clanky" in this post. I have no problem with the Limeys other than their unconscionable failure to get out of Ireland. In this vein it just came out last week that that loony prot preacher (ian paisley?) is being forced into a provisional government with Gerry Adams. Gerry will eat him alive and the sound you hear in the background will be me laughing about it. Additionally, the Pope just reiterated the fact that that british Clinton clone Tony Blair can't be receiving catholic communion any more. Headline: Pope To Protestants "NO SOUP FOR YOU!!!"
I'm entitled to some credit for not calling "clanky" "wanky" based on her post above.
This Roger character has two problems right off the bat. First, he's named "roger"... Second, he's a lawyer.
I've got my eye on both of them.
I don't have your email address.
Emma's email address is schell37@aol.com.
Keith Moon was the drummer with the who
Nags,
Pay no attention to the woman behind the curtain (Schell) my email address is emmawrites@aol.com PLease don't mention that devil ian paisley in my blog. Know I'll have to get some herbs to burn them and sanitize it--like those people in South America when Bush left their country. Anyway I thought (hoped) that Paisley was dead.
I can get into my own blog but to do so requires me to log onto Blogger which yesterday evening I was too lazy to do. It's an imperfect system.
Clanks is my new friend despite that fact that according to her blog she's turning fascist. I wonder if she's good at goosestepping. IMHO every mother has got a little totalitarian in her.
And Meme, ah Meme. Her poor hairy foot. I adore the Memster even though she's a (gack) Margaret Thatcher fan and thinks Bono and Paul McCartney are vile subhuman beings. To each her own. I find more good than bad in Mems. So leave them be.
"This Roger character has two problems right off the bat. First, he's named "roger"... Second, he's a lawyer."
hmmm. One cannot chose what one's parents happen to name one. Can one? Perhaps Roger would love his name to be Dash Riprock, or Vin Diesel or Stone Phillips. As for the lawyer part, every hear the old adage that everyone complains about lawyers until they need one?
I had Bono.
He was rubbish.
I have sent you and Schell very important emails.
Both Bono and McCartney are thought to be "secret catholics" although such a thing really doesn't exist. The more I learn about Englands history since Henry VIII the more it becomes apparent that they have been on morally unstable ground for 5 centuries.
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