Lupine on the flower clock.
Hi noko,
Thank you for checking in. My colleague was at the garden yesterday to mark out the plot boundaries for the adjacent plot so the new gardener knew where they were and strung your plot as well as a reference point. My apologies that we did not notify you. My colleague said she was not aware of the blueberry plant. Is the plant in a pathway or in another plot?
Kind regards,
Dear noko,
Thank you for taking care of the blueberry all these years! We are lucky to have plants like this in our little garden. String thing unfortunate, sorry I wasn’t there to help. I need to mark the plots in another way so strings aren’t going to interfere but every once in a while Parks needs to re-measure. I try to write the numbers on the wood edges so we can keep track as the gardeners change. Happy gardening this spring! If you have needs or ideas for improvement, please let me know.
The above are what I received to resolve the string mystery. Clear as mud, right?
I unstrung all the string but that in front so I could maneuver around the plot and my new neighbor to the east is being respectful of my space. And I am claiming the blueberry as my responsibility for now. I mean I brought in a companion blueberry last year and this year as the fruit develops, I can tell it is a much happier plant.
As I am taking the week after next off, I hope to get a bunch of new plants in my plot. Or at least some more to make it look less lopsided. The lupine I had last year is having trouble reestablishing this year.
It is gloomy and rain is on the way. I am behind on something I am under a deadline to do, and I have all this stuff to figure out for our next fiscal year in nonprofit land that involve trips to the bank with other people. Bleh. Such is the way of this commitment.
I am having trouble seeing past this to the week off and then the book project. It will all happen whether I am ready or not.
On Wednesday morning after my morning class I was eating some toast. Carefully, as my mouth is still healing and I started to feel some discomfort in the area where the stitches were and the next thing I know I have this small piece of metal in my mouth. Oops. I gently pull it out and look at it, the healing cap I got placed on the implant a couple of weeks back. I put it in a small plasticine bag and call the dental clinic.
I spend a huge portion of my waking day thinking about logistics. If I do this and go there and how do I get to this other place and when and…I did get through to the clinic after a hold and my Periodontist had a surgery scheduled for Thursday afternoon the next day and if I wanted to come in and wait until he was done, he could see me. I teach a class on Thursday afternoons a bit later than that.
Do I cancel? Do I try to wing it and hope I get home on time in decent shape to teach. Bleh. In the end I decided to cancel the class. Sad I won’t see my students.
I did have to wait, not my favorite thing to do. You know sitting there in a dentist’s chair, la la la. But it worked out. My Periodontist was not flummoxed at all by the fact the cap came off, he didn’t blame it on me at least. Because he is a professor, he gets that tone, “you know how I told you there was more bone than we expected…” and so on and so forth. He put it back. Not fun but no anesthetic at least. So, I am good to go. Until the next thing.
Now my mission is to get my mood back up and get the thing done I need to do.
Piece of cake, right?
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