Tuesday, 16 April 2024
at home
Allan took Zinc for a practice walk on the harness. She managed to slip out of it once before, when he thought she could play near him on a long leash, so she must be supervised.
After a short walk, she went back into the south catio. I wonder if walks will make her feel she wants to be in the whole garden all the time.
Watering season seems to have begun early. We are warned of a possible frost tonight, and nothing would make my propagated plants in pots unhappier than being cold while too dry. And the fish totes need water where I planted peas and broad beans.
The day had begun with asking Allan for help with a tiny splinter or thin thorn in my left foot that has been increasingly annoying. It is on the side of my heel where, not being a yogi, I cannot twist it to see it. He got most of it out but didn’t think it all came out, leading to many hypochondriacal thoughts from this practiced hypochondriac. We put on some antibiotioc cream and a bandaid. Since it hurt from being poked at, I had to tiptoe through the tulips all day with my left heel up as if I were wearing a heeled pump.
I persevered because I really wanted to weed the center bed.
Before, looking south. The two paths are Center Loop East and West.
The wall of crab pots next door behind the green gear shed keeps growing.
The hardest part was from the south end of the water canoe to the area where I had weeded among the sweet woodruff a few days ago.
The after didn’t look impressively different because, due to possible frost, I don’t want to cut back the cannas yet and because there is still so much bulb foliage too green to pull off.
Skooter had “helped”.
Allan helped more than Skooter, by putting a heavy open-seat chair over a tall white sanguisorba.
Some parrot tulips in the center bed:
I ended the weeding cleanup in rain and a strong wind, which thwarted Allan’s idea of an early evening mowing. By five o clock, I was glad to go indoors to get back to my Anne Lamott book (but first I wrote two blog posts, with Faerie supervising).
My left heel hurt in a while different way from having spent the day in high heel pose. A good soak with epsom salts is in order and hope for a better day tomorrow. [Next morning, he got the rest of the annoying thorn or splinter removed. It was almost too small to see but such a relief to have gone.]
Ouch! I hope your heel is better.
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I am glad that the thorn was finally removed.
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Thank you. Such a small thing can lead to a very trying day!
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