Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
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Tuesday, Jun. 01, 2004 - 5:29 a.m.
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Light Rain Sprinkles on the Lack of Bush
OMG another day has zoomed by. Do you know that when I was a teenager I was mindbogglingly bored? And I remember summers as a child where I locked myself into the house with the curtains drawn, a glass of icecubes, and lay in my bikini on the couch and read book after book, only leaving long enough to go to the library to renew my stack.
Wow. Where did I find the time??
Today I did my page of comics like a good girl (gosh, it is kind of like working out or taking your vitamin!) and then came home and worked on the front yard. Now that I've massacred the bush in the front there is SO much more space. The bloody thing is like having an elephant sitting in the yard. Funnily enough once I had reduced it to two piles of twigs tied up, and a small grocery bag of leaves (yes I DID sit in the front yard at 6 am this morning and strip all the leaves off the branches to put them in the compost... photo to come) it looked so tiny. I suppose how I felt looking at it is how the soldiers felt looking at the man who is Saddam once they pulled him out of the hole. Like ... you pitiful thing... YOU caused all this trouble??
Cuz now there is much more sun for the tomatoes. And yes, I put in the tomatoes. I took the lovely coroplast (did you click the link yesterday??) and stuck it in the ground along the fence just in front of both trellises. That entailed much digging. I am so tidy, I put down a dropsheet to put the dirt onto. Then I mixed sheep manure into the dirt as I replaced it, and could just lift the dropsheet to roll the last bits of soil into the hole. And now we know why fresh graves are mounds. Cuz it gets BIGGER as you dig it up. I have put some soil aside to top it up once the soil has settled into the hole abit.
And I carefully picked out the best of the sorry lot of self-started tomato seedlings, and pulled all their lower leaves off. Yes, I got fancy, and did that "put the tomato on the side" thing... where you put the stem horizontal and then carefully bend the top up, and bury all but the crown...Supposedly this will get rid of their legginess as their stem will sprout roots all along it and make the wee plants grow up tall and strong. Let's hope.
Besides that I dug up the large hosta, which is waiting for my day in the BACKYARD tomorrow. And planted basil, coriander, oregano, peppermint, kale and sprinkled a bunch of dill seeds about. Now the weather is cooperating and raining lightly on it all. Good thing too cuz I think the squirrels have run off with the sprinkler. Unless I was really bright and put the damn thing in the basement. I cannot imagine I was so organized, but one never knows. Usually when I cannot find something it is cuz I have put it away. Usually I find things in association with what I last did with them. Ie if I last looked up an animal in the dictionary to draw it, the dictionary will be on the drawing table. It is very helpful.
Well, it doesn't sound like I did that much. But it is so exhausting. Yup again.
I ate the rest of my yellow curry (President's Choice sauce... so-so flavour) on jasmine rice for dinner and then tackled comics stuff again. I updated the press releases, printed out a new interview and review of the new book, addressed envelopes to bookstores and stuffed them with said releases and review, made a poster of the new book since a couple bookstores asked for one, updated the list of online mentions and the list of stores which carry my book on my website, and now I am here.
I DO feel productive. That was quite a lot of things off my to-do list. I have to get around to working on the Far North book once all this gardening is done though!! It is due (all the colors) for June 23... ie three weeks. That is fine.
But there are many busy things coming up. My good friend Hotsauce is having his birthday on Saturday. He wants me to draw him a XXX drawing. I have no idea when I'll have the time. I want to have a garage sale this weekend, and getting ready for that is insane. I want it this weekend, cuz next weekend is the Boudoir, a fancy cabaret event for women's Pride events in the summer, and I will be helping out.
Oh, that reminds me. Other EXCITING news!! Pa*trick Ca*lifia is coming to Ottawa, and I have signed up for a workshop on "Topping for Those who Don't Usually Top" or something like that. He is having an erotic writing workshop on Sat July 24, right after a 5-7 Meet and Greet. I will go to the 5-7 if possible, but don't have much interest in the writing workshop. But definitely will be there (have reserved and paid) for the Topping one the next day. Very cool. The good thing is that there might be a bunch of us going, so it may be possible to share a lift. AND it is only two hours drive away, so it isn't a big expedition like Toronto.
Well, now it is nearly 6am (so early, compared to me getting to bed at 7:30 am this morning, what with playing with the bush and putting in swiss chard, cherry tomatoes and lettuce when it started to get light out!)
Sorry, no pictures. Too late, too tired. I am just not living up to my colorful visual reputation am I! oh well!!
Night night! Wish for me some warm sunny weather to go with all this rain so the garden will grow. And while you are at it, hope it will stop raining in Wisconsin so Chaosdaily will not float away when she goes into her yard.
ZZZZZ
me, hugs and all,
wenchie
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
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