The lack of housework as a result of death in the family lament.
It’s more in my head than anything else. 2nd load of laundry in the dryer right now, stuff strewn about BUT in an aspect of tidying (pulling the room out to the middle, putting it all back, preparing to put up the halloween decor) the dishes are clean, and I cook dinner, as an affair, 4 or 5 nights a week.
I’m focusing on food in the sink right now. It has its own little following.
I spent an hour or so outside this afternoon getting all of my newly acquired flowers planted in pots. It’s one of my favorite things. :D
I normally write about it when we go to the zoo, I’ve been pretty overwhelmed for the past several months and I would like to post here more, so I’m going back over things that I have happened recently.
I normally shoot the zoo exclusively with the 75-300mm lens, it’s kind of irresistible. I decided I would leave that lens on my film rebel this time around and shoot with something else. I took photos less and enjoyed the zoo more.
Continue reading Photo Post: Tulsa Zoo, February 21, 2009
Every year in April I go flower shopping with my mom at Riddle Plant Farm. In years past my dad would go with us, and leave us there to peruse the aisles of flowers in the greenhouse while he had a foot long coney at Sonic, or went to wash the car. This year my brother went with us, for the first time that I can remember, though it’s possible we all went when we were kids.
This is my haul. Geranium, Sweet Alyssum, Osteospermum, Portaluca, Salvia, Zinnia and a few others that caught my fancy. I really loved some of the prearranged pots that they had this year. I want to arrange something myself along the same style so I bought flowers with similar colors and a scheme in mind. I’ll post again when I have them arranged in pots. I’m excited!
Shaun and I went for a bike ride today. It was my first time out on the town, which is a very different experience from country roads. Smoother, yes, but my childhood route only took me through one stop sign. The stop-starting and general jelly-like quality of my limbs made for quite a workout. We eventually made it to the bike trail and rode a very short part of it. I could tell that I wouldn’t be able to go for very much longer, and I was right. The ride home was uphill & we stopped near the bottom of it. Sitting down on the curb my legs gave out. I caught my breath and admired Shaun’s friendly mutton chops. We decided to walk the bikes home from there. I collapsed on the living room rug and Shaun brought me tea. He was completely unperturbed by the ride, which was rather rude of him.
I made Pecos Bill style veggie burgers and fries for dinner when I recovered and we sat on the floor and ate them, because it seemed like a day for having dinner on the floor.
We have a couple of pitiful azalea plants by our front porch. The first year we lived here, they didn’t even bloom. One of them always gets choked by grass that I can’t seem to keep out of it, but it blooms pretty well anyway (the middle of it is full of grass and blooms, I can hardly pull the grass out without harming the flowers). The other one is clear of such obstructions, but barely blooms at all. They hardly get any sun. They never get any bigger. They seem to do better every year, though, so I suppose it could have been the years of neglect in regards to weeding that they had when no one lived here. It would be an awesome spot to have giant azalea bushes if they did well. As it is, it looks pretty pathetic.
We also figured out the culprit for our bushes in the front uprooting themselves. I’ve been replanting them for about 6 months every time I find one lying on it’s side, and they have kept alive as long as I got them back in the ground. Something is chewing their roots off. I have given up. I want to move the ones that have never been uprooted somewhere else and plant something else there and see how that goes.