1.) Kitties. Anne and I had fun yesterday putting glow-stick necklaces on them.
Pippin was perplexed by his.
Eve tried to scrape hers off.
And by the time we got the camera out, George was hiding under the bed, so this is as close as I got to a glowing George picture.2.) Gardens. Anne and I got all ambitious and constructed three raised garden beds, hauled 1200 pounds of topsoil and manure, filled the beds, and planted like crazy! Here's the long view from the back.
In the center and ever toward the right side we planted cabbages, broccoli, and cauliflower. In the empty spaces around that back corner are two kinds of green beans and late season sweet corn. The empty spot on the back left will hopefully be snow peas one day.
On the other side, we have three tomato plants and a whole mess of hot peppers. The only variety of pepper I remember is cayenne; there are two others there, too. The grassy stuff in the middle is leeks. We planted onion seeds next to them, and at the front of the bed we planted spinach.
In the small beds, we planted blackberry bushes and herbs.
In our herb garden (back to front) are 3 basil plants, cilantro, thyme, rosemary, and sage. I planted some spearmint in the front planter, and I'll be planting a watermelon plant along the back porch, just for the hell of it.
Yay for gardens!
Things I don't like:
1.) The neighbors' trees dropping big limbs into my backyard.
2.) The fact that my lawnmower has been stolen. Last weekend I used my weed whacker on the whole lawn. This week I shall use a borrowed old-fashioned reel lawnmower. I might buy it if the owner is amenable, or I might order one from Amazon. I definitely want a reel mower rather than a gas mower.
3.) My dentist's office. They neglected to mention to me (over the course of more than one appointment) that I was carrying a balance, and they called this week wanting a whole lot of money.
4.) Clogged pipes, crawlspaces, pipe snakes, and inky black sludge. Aaron, you were right about there not being lots of bugs--but you were wrong about there not being spiderwebs. I want to know who's been dumping used motor oil down my pipes; I emerged from under the house half-covered by nasty, slimy, inky black sludge. The sludge didn't really seem to be the problem with the plumbing--there were several big gobs of hair that I pulled out--but it can't really be helping things, either.
That's all for now, folks. I'll try to post some knitting content soon!
