Showing posts with label The Good Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Good Life. Show all posts

Monday, May 9, 2011

Can it be Monday???


  Here's what we've been up to all weekend...no wonder it whooooshed right by!!  We got all the garden beds manured and turned over and composted and ready to plant. On Friday we went plant shopping for tomatoes. I never start them from seed, although I could. But this time of year it's a joy to visit the farms where people are selling garden plants...to catch up and see how they've survived the winter. One lost their greenhouse in a January windstorm, one had a new baby lamb trailing along behind him, the mother dead from a mysterious viral outbreak in the barns. One man lost all his chickens to a fox over a two week period... New grandbabies,  one death, a fire....all this, just life in the country. The circle of life can be brutal, but is always met head on with a brave stoicism that perplexes many.

  Anyway, on Saturday I spent all of the morning in the dirt, planting tomatoes and basil and okra and peppers.  This morning I put my salad bed in--radishes, onions, spinach, kale, swiss chard and a "chef blend" lettuce.  I also transplanted all the squash I started...26 butternuts, 6 zucchinis and 12 yellow crooknecks. Then I mowed the front yard (under the threat of rain). But besides a few sprinkles, there was no rain and the temps soared to 90 degrees.

  On Sunday, my son came over at 8:30 AM and cooked me a wonderful breakfast. He stayed until noon and we laughed and walked around looking at stuff and just enjoyed each others company. Then at 1, Patrick and I went to our neighbors, where we had been invited for lunch on the patio. It was a lovely afternoon, all around.

  Tomorrow I will put in green beans and corn and edamame.  The Irishman put the sugar peas and  potatoes in tonight after he got home from work. It will be another week before the sweet potatoes are available. And then, gentle readers...the garden will be IN.  lol

  It is a busy time of year. Locally the rivers are rising...creeks are full. The weather is seesawing back and forth between hot and reasonable.  This is the nature of spring. We've sure had a lot of water. My irises are ready to bloom. The clematis is blooming is huge purple blossoms. There are tiny little nubs of apples and peaches and cherries on the trees. The chives are in full bloom. The Egyptian walking onions are getting heads on them too.  We planted a new bed of asparagus, as our original one is being assimilated by blackberries...I planted it too close to the edge. I can still get a few stalks of asparagus out of it, but not much.  I noticed the big blossoms on the blackberries today too, while mowing the front yard. Even the rhubarb is in it's glory...all green and red and pretty.

  I'm grateful to be feeling that good bone-tired feeling I have from toiling in the yards and garden.  I will sleep like a baby tonight. Working the dirt feeds my soul....



Namaste.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Easter Sunday

This is an old picture of Miss Sophie, our beloved Cocker Spaniel. I just thought the blanket looked all Easter-y and this was taken around this time of year at the marina at Pere Marquette State Park. She left this world after a courageous battl;e with liver cancer, and she will always live in my heart.

It was a good day here ...grandson was back around 2 PM and his darling mother thought it would be great if he brought eggs and dye so he could color eggs HERE. sigh...lol We did the deal after an early dinner of ham and sweet potatoes and green beans. It was an ordeal and a mess ensued, but nothing we can't handle. Later tonight when I was packing hubby's lunch, the young prince came in and said, Can we hide an Easter egg in his lunch? So, we did...picked out the prettiest blue one and put an Easter sticker on it and put it in a bag that he wrote Happy Easter from Tristan! across the front.

Earlier we watched Finding Nemo, and then a movie called Fly Away Home. If you have never seen Fly Away Home--GET IT NOW!!!!! It is a heartwarming story about a young girl whose divorced mother is killed in a car wreck in New Zealand (Where they live) and her father comes down to get her and take her back to Canada. It's based on a true story about migrating birds, so get it! lol

I talked to a friend tonight who is celebrating a birthday in sobriety. I talked to 2 sponslings, one of whom is coming for lunch tomorrow. I felt very connected to the program today, even though I opted out of going to a meeting.

My life is full and sort of simply complicated these days. The 12 steps have given me the tools I need to get through tough situations and hard times. Getting sober has given me the compassion and tolerance and patience to live a better life. Staying sober, no matter what, has given me a new lease on life. ..."Those feelings of uselessness and pity have disappeared..." How great is that?

I made a chicken salad tonight with pecans and grapes and celery and onion and mayo and sour cream with just a whiff of lemon curry in it. I'm taking hubby to work so that I can stop and get some croissants for sandwiches and pick up a few other things. I have a taste for some sparkling water.... that will be our lunch. The ham turned out really well....the glaze of apricot jam, brown sugar and dry mustard was a hit (and very simple).

There's a light rain falling and it makes me want to sleep. Since I have to get up at 5, it's not a bad thing. So...I shall bid thee adieu, and send wishes for a bright tomorrow.


Namaste.