Sunday, April 12, 2015

Garden Party 2015

I think it's time to get this blog going again. Spring is all about beginnings, right? So here we are, early April, and I am ready to garden!

Two weekends ago, my dad and Justin build a raised bed for me. I am so grateful that they support my pursuits, and are willing to put in the time and energy it takes to build the structure that will hug my dear plants all through the spring, summer, and fall. I won't lie: I had no interest in taking part in the construction. I wish I did, but i don't. I just want to do the planting, the caring, and the harvesting of my dear fruits and veggies. I am lucky to be surrounded by talented people who are willing to help me with my projects!

Little Gray Beastie made the final inspection.

I was still a little nervous about planting right away, but I ordered some seeds and planned out my space. I also purchased a grow lamp to get some seedlings going indoors.

One week ago, I planted my indoor tray with seeds... now, that tray is exploding with green! I am so excited! I will wait until the seedlings are a little larger before planting, but I sowed some seeds directly into the raised bed today. I still need to plant the sunflowers, but this project is moving along just fine, and I am happy with what this garden newbie has done so far.

Here's to new beginnings!

Saturday, January 5, 2013

The Wild Beasties eat Ice Cream

"We're bored. Let's do something," the wild Beasties say.

Ooooh, ice cream. Ice cream for Beasties. 

*lick, slurp*

"Hmmm, not bad," says the Little Gray Beastie.

 "Itfffwrrrygoood!" Says the Little Red Beastie (with his mouth full).

 "But, now it's all gone. That's sad," whines the Little Red Beastie.

Then he has an idea.

 "Mmmmmm, CARDBOARD!!!"

"This meal comes with a toy!" Cries the Little Gray Beastie.

Sometimes, the packaging is just as good as the thing itself.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

my humble garden

Back in May, my mom and I started out with this: 

There was a dinky little patch of rhubarb and some chives, left over from a few summers ago when my grandfather had a garden here. My dad prepared a larger space for us to plant, and my mom and I set to work.

One month later, we had a sea of green! I am so proud of us! The garden is still producing lots of lovelies. As of today, the tomatoes are finally turning red! Better late than never.

Garden 2012 = Success. More pictures to come...

Sunday, July 8, 2012

committment issues.... with gardening

Because I am a renter, I have difficulty investing my blood, sweat, and tears into the house or land. Perhaps this is silly, but I figure that one day I will have a real "home" and the dark cloud of impermanence will float away. Nothing is truly permanent, but I don't want to make the perfect little garden.... and then leave it in 1-2 years. I just can't. This is partially why my vegetable garden is in my parents' backyard (also - I wanted to work on the veggie patch with my awesome mom).

That said, I still hang pictures on walls and plant a few flowers. My mom gave me some greens to put in the front yard (to cover the grave-like plot of dirt where the water line was excavated last fall). I haven't perfected the art of watering and the summer has been harsh, but a few stubborn buds bloomed quite nicely. There's this red thing that is either a dahlia or related to it (I'm obviously a floral expert), an ivy-like garland, and some white poofy things in full glory right now. Before the heat set in, the bleeding hearts were doing quite well, and I almost had 2 poppies. Almost. But they died.

All in all, I feel like I have made some nice additions to the front yard here. When I do move on, I will have left something a little better for the next person without feeling as though I made a major investment. For now, there are lovely blossoms that greet me every day. Yesssss.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

time running

Is it really May? Spring has sprung? No joke? Where did the time go?

There it went.

I'm happy with my current pursuits, my family is healthy, and life is good. I have little room to complain. Still, there just aren't enough hours in the day. I find myself wondering why it took me so long to finish that book (if I finish it at all) or call back an old friend. I am excited about starting new art projects, but it's not happening. I keep tackling the inbox and running out of time...

"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans." Indeed, John. Indeed.