I'm relatively new to the gardening game. Sure, I worked in our veggie gardens when I was growing up (no mean feat, I assure you), and Lissie planted flowers and started seeds and such, but really, that was me helping someone else, not doing it on my own.
When we lived in "Important News" (Han's name for it), I had a sweet little house (I truly did love the house, just not the neighborhood/location) I wanted to landscape a bit. But, we were only there for two and a half years and I couldn't get much started.
I knew I had my chance when we moved to Billville (Pop's name for it). I had this lush, green yard, lots of flower beds, and space--so much space. Surely I could make a go of it, right?
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| I'm overjoyed the morning glories are climbing the sunflowers, just as I had hoped they would. |
Gardening is an amazing thing, and for me, definitely "learn as you go". I learned so very much as a child, as everyone back home had large veggie gardens, and I worked many of them. But, as with so many childhood/school skills, it's use or lose, and I definitely lost quite a bit. The good news is, it comes back--gradually. It's typically one of those "Ooooooh, DOH!" moments.
And, I love--I mean
loooooooooooove flowers. Big, fluffy, colorful, showy flowers. That's where my learning curve has been the steepest. You see, I grew up in a different zone altogether, and it's so stinkin' hot and humid here, I'm just not sure what will make it and what won't.
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| More climbing gorgeousness. |
Every year I plant things, keep my fingers crossed, and pray for the best, and every year I discover another flowering plant that either likes it here...or doesn't.
I particularly love hanging baskets, and yet, mine are leggy now, and always look dry. Someone left me a wonderful tip about soaking them overnight in a bucket of water, and I need to do that. You would think I would learn to not have hanging baskets, and yet, I can't help myself. :o/
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| The only Four O'Clock plant we had make it. Hm. Maybe next year, right? |
In recent years, gardening has become more than just purchasing plants and putting them in the ground. It's become something of an adventure for me, finding the heirloom seeds, starting them at the appropriate times (and there is a true trick to that looking at frost dates and what not--you should see me with my calendar), and then moving them outside when I'm fairly certain they won't be killed by frost.
And, there's a thrill there, knowing I started these plants from teensy weensy seeds, and now they are blooming and beautiful.
Knowing these seeds I started provide food for our table and family. I know the girls can go out to play and snitch a quick, divine snack from the vine. There is nothing in the world like eating a bite-sized tomato fresh from the vine, warm from the sun. Nothing.
To know, that before long, I'll have slicing 'maters to eat on white bread with mayo (nasty, I know, I know, but I can't help it), to eat with bacon and lettuce on toast (my mouth is watering here), or to put together with fresh mozzarella and basil and dress with some olive oil. :drool:
We grew these plants. Lil and me. We did this.
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| Oh, the harvest of golden candy I shall be having this year. YES! |
It's rather miraculous, really. I now have a somewhat greenish thumb. Not everything I plant dies.
See? The girls, B and I have already enjoyed a number of these little guys. Ahhhh.
Oh, and lest we forget, Lil's carrots. That's quite the root veg there, no? ;o) We just wanted to see how they were growing, that's all. :oP
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| A perfect gardening ensemble, no? |
These were the easiest of all. We sprinkled seeds and let them go. That was it.
I sometimes wonder if we're moving too far away from our food sources. Do kids even know where their food comes from anymore? I know some do, but I know others are utterly clueless.
At least here we know food grows from seeds and those seeds grow in soil (we do organic here, so no fertilizers or pesticides), and that your food doesn't come out pristine and clean, that sometimes some washing (or lots of washing) is necessary to prepare it for eating.
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| One of the Pinky Winkys--it's going to be stunning, I just KNOW it! |
I'm not sure, though. Maybe kids are more savvy than I give them credit for. I certainly hope so. I know I'm not that savvy. I couldn't tell you which varieties of corn grow better here, or when to plant melons or cukes. I'm learning, and that's what counts. :o)
At least I can keep shrubs and daylilies alive. ;o)
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| This is a Pocket Change. It's little and sweet, and Lil likes it. |
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| And, a Rooten Tooten Red. :o) That name just makes me chuckle! |
Once more, I can't advocate enough for daylilies. They are showy, colorful, and insanely easy to grow. I don't have to worry about these guys one bit. I can't tell you what a relief that is. :o)
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Today's Sparklies:
1. Well, I never actually see them, but I know we have hummers:
Maybe some day we'll see our elusive cuties.
2. The Blue Chips are doing their job, attracting all sorts of butterflies. Hooray!
3. I was "conscripted" to help out with VBS this morning. ;oP I walked in with Beanie and Terri asked, "What are you two up to today?" I got to help teach the K-1 and PreK kids for a bit today. I absolutely enjoyed myself. I miss teaching more than I thought.
4. Ellie can now point to her nose when you ask. Or, to be more accurate, stick her finger UP her nose when you ask where her nose is. :oP
5. Chores done for the day. Hooray!
No milestones.
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I'm asking for prayers and positive thoughts once more. A dear friend of the family had a stroke last night. He is relatively young (not even forty yet) and had full physical only two months ago. Last night he couldn't speak coherently and had no sensation on the right side. Today he could speak and move his hands and feet. There is improvement, thank God.
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B just got off the phone with both our friend and his ex-wife. The friend is doing VERY well, and they might even send him home tomorrow(!!). I'm stunned and so very grateful. He's still a bit slurred, but B reports he doesn't at all sound like a man who just had a stroke yesterday.