We were most decidedly rained out of work; on both day I took photos of the gratifying amount of water in the bogsy woods.
Friday, 13 November 2015
I meant to read after my walk round the property, but having the place all to myself inspired me to putter at tidying the garage (since I could make all the decisions about where to put things). I noticed Allan had had the clever idea of inserting a couple of bulb sorting milk crates into the shelves, and I expanded on the idea and got all our garden supplies sorted by type.
A few days back I had sorted out a big bucket of plant tags, throwing out all the duplicates and winnowing the last couple of years of tags down to two containers. Today, I refined them into having one blue can containing all the most special tags from Cistus and Xera and Joy Creek. Like these:
The bottom tag tells me that I HAD bought a Heptacodium before Debbie Teashon brought me one this fall, but clearly it had died in its youth, as I have none in the garden other than the one she brought.
In the last hour of daylight, the rain stopped. I had gotten my onw bulbs sorted into three boxes (front garden, back garden, and garden boat) and thought I might plant some…till I realized that Allan had taken all the bulb food away with him in the van!
So I had no choice but to finally finishing my book; thanks to a mention in the Susan Conant Dog Lover’s Mystery series, I had learned that a particular favourite author has two books I had not read:
Just some bits I liked:
And this amused me because I spend a great deal of time peering into my iPhone:
and then this, as I am entering the third act:
When I came emerged from the end of the book, I had a text from a friend telling me about the latest horrors in the real world, and when Allan arrived home he said he had been listening to the NPR newscast during all his driving time. It cast much somberness over the evening as I contemplated the many such tragedies that take place around this world.
Allan’s day
Saturday, 14 November 2014
As for the day time, I took another walk in the late afternoon back to the bogsy wood to see how deep the water was (deeper than Friday), tried to read a book, could not concentrate, read a lot of news reports.
The big event of the evening will be another post on our other blog, which I will re-blog over to here by tomorrow morning.
Your weather bears a strong resemblance to ours.
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Mercy! You did have your share of rain! It (combined with chaos & uncertainty in world) DOES make one restless…..You were more productive than I have been.
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