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- June 8, 2014, 3:53 a.m.
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The machine shed hostas are at a good stage right now. Corn in rows behind them.
I bought a new hosta this year - it's in the lower left corner of the pic below. It's a hosta of the year and it has the fascinating name Albiqua Drinking Gourd.
Mine is a baby and has a way to go.
Another shot of Terry.
There were a few people who were wondering what is going on in my life and or in my mind.
It's funny. Sometimes it's easier to post pictures than it is to empty your soul.
Sometimes it's easier to do nothing than it is to type a few words about what is going on in your life.
Sometimes it's not that important to do it or not to do it.
I am fine. I am here. We had rain today which we needed.
I am alone. Jim went to the Cities to see a ball game and the Hopper drawings at the Walker Art Center.
When it started to rain this afternoon I took a nap and slept the sleep that forgets what time it is. I woke at 6 (or 7 or maybe it was closer to 8), I thought it was Sunday morning. When it started to get dark, I got scared and looked at the weather on the net. I actually though the internet was broken because it told me it was still Saturday.
I finally reset my personal clock back twelve hours and now I'm sure it's still Saturday. But I still feel a bit disoriented.
I am fine. I am happy. I am lucky.
My job is generally ok. At least I think it is and I guess that is what you were asking. Right? I worked Friday from 5 am to 1 pm. Regular hours are Monday through Thursday 6 am to 4:30 pm.
My birthday is next Thursday and I will be 68. The Red Cross is coming to the town I where I work that day and I plan to give blood after work.
My 50th high school class reunion is in October. I never go to them.
I went to the Farmers Market in the town where I work on Wednesday afternoon. I bought a bunch of sugar - a pecan pie and two kinds of cookies from an Amish woman and two kinds of cookies from a non-Amish woman. I froze everything but the molasses cookies which I left on the counter in their plastic bag. Stripey Butt got into them and made a mess. Jim tried one and said he didn't like them. So I suppose Gracie gets the rest. I'm saving the pecan pie for the next family gathering.
The lawn is freshly mowed. Jim and the Kubota made the rounds last night. My hops is getting very tall. I bought it a trellis which it promptly over grew. Now I need to run twine strings from the top of the trellis to the roof of the corncrib. There is no holding back a hops when it decides to grow.
When John was home last time we tackled the pea tree. We got two spading forks and dug around its base - maybe three feet out all around it. John got the Village Farm and Home pruning saw and cut away all the dead wood. I got a five gallon pail of Jim's bucket of manure that he brought up for me and we worked it into the soil. I still have the magic elixir from Walmart - the vitamins for plants that are on their last legs. I will try that next. Meanwhile, the pea tree's one green shoot still looks about the same.
The pea tree came with the farm and it's sort of symbolic. It's a shrub of the mimosa family with fine cut leaves and yellow flowers that turn into pods with little peas in them.
I am a little bit in love. Only a little bit and I want to keep it that way. Grand passions are way too much trouble.
Deleted user ⋅ June 08, 2014
Oh, there it is. :) Please expand for us! Or not, it's nice to have these little secrets too. Our landlord planted hostas on a little hill next to our building. How long does it take for them to expand? Do they grow a lot in one season, or does it take several?
woman in the moon Deleted user ⋅ June 08, 2014
They grow pretty quickly. Size depends on variety though - some are lots bigger than others. They are really easy to divide and move to use to fill in empty spaces. Do it in the spring when they are spiking through the ground.
Katren...In Conclusion ⋅ June 08, 2014
There's our Woman in the Moon. Thanks.
Darcy0207 from OD ⋅ June 08, 2014
Lovely pics. Although looking back, you might have had dreams you hadn't fulfilled, it still sounds as if you're quite satisfied with you life - it's good, it's full.
Just Annie ⋅ June 08, 2014
I'm glad you wrote! I miss your words.
My class has never had a reunion. Never. Somebody tried to organize one for our 20th year and plans fizzled very early in the process. Another group tried again for our 30th year and they managed to set a date before giving up. I don't know what that says about my class, but I wouldn't have gone anyway.
My sister's class, they have some great reunions. (Her opinion, not mine.) They've even all gone on a cruise together. (Frankly, that sounds like torture to me, but she had fun.)
woman in the moon Just Annie ⋅ June 08, 2014
Mine regularly has reunions. There were about thirty in my class so sometimes they join with other years and have multi-year reunion. My 20th was my husband's 25th - different schools - and we went to both of them and had fairly good time but not good enough to go to any more of them.
Yeah a cruise would be torture. Especially with your school mates. Unless of course by some magic it turned out to be fun. I suppose you never really know unless you try.
thesunnyabyss ⋅ June 08, 2014
love the hostas,
and the update :)
Beret ⋅ June 08, 2014
A little in love...hum....
Love the hostas. I find them really interesting considering they are mostly green. Mostly. Sometimes I have a problem with slugs. But slugs like beer better and that solves the slugs eating hostas problem very nicely. I guess drunk slugs don't chew very well.
I should clarify my not liking roses comment on yesterday's entry. I guess I like wild roses, if that exists. I don't like the highly bred, fussy, need to be maintained varieties.
woman in the moon Beret ⋅ June 08, 2014
This is a shrub rose. Cold hardy, own-root, tough rose. I have Therese Bugnet and Hansa. Jung Seed sells them as a pair. I bought them twenty/thirty years ago and that time Hansa was a big plant and Therese was small and delicate. This time Therese is bigger. Who knows? I had to replace them because a volunteer walnut tree grew up beside them and killed them. Nasty walnut.
woman in the moon Beret ⋅ June 08, 2014
btw the wild rose is Iowa's state flower. I just realized it has disappeared from roadside ditches. It used to grow wild all over and now it's gone. I mourn. I need to investigate.
Ragdolls ⋅ June 08, 2014
noko ⋅ June 09, 2014
We have sweet peas here in our roadside ditches. I enjoy reading about the life history of some of your plants. :)
Tick Tock Tick ⋅ June 15, 2014
Sounding like a recording, I will ask, where do you buy your hostas? I have bought from the woman in Lansing but may have missed the season this year. I love them, too. // Have never heard of a pea tree but if it's of the mimosa family I am extremely impressed it has survived all these years! I was watching the sycamore trees on the UNI campus. Wasn't sure they'd put out leaves but they have, although one looks rough. Still, they are there. Sycamores mean a lot to me because I'd never seen one before I met Tom but they had two in their front yard. They have a peculiar odor. Then they widened his street and gone were the sycamores. Now there are oak trees there, huge ones, so you know how long ago all that happened. / Nice vacation for Jim. / Please don't get your heart broken. Most men are cads and only think with their dicks. I find it difficult to think of anyone being good enough for you.
woman in the moon ⋅ June 08, 2022
I wonder who I was a little in love with 8 years ago. I have an idea but I'm not sure.