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Love is Blind

After gardening I notice some annoying bumps on the back of my hand. My first instinct is to worry in case they are warts.

Next day, at breakfast, I observe the rash appears less inflamed; it must be the result of something I’ve touched in the garden.

I say to Joe, ‘Feel this, what do you think it is?’

‘Braille, it says, “I Love You”, but it’s missing the comma.’

‘But ‘I Love You,’ doesn’t need a comma.’

‘Then it says, ‘immensely and deeply!’

How can I worry about a few bumps after such an interpretation?

Autumnal pursuits:

Christopher Pyett : ideas for paintings

Christopher Pyett : ideas for paintings

Autumn is a time for hunkering down. My daughter rang to say her gutters have been replaced and a dangerous chimney taken care of.
We’ve decided to remove two large palm trees that drop thousands of seeds and sprout everywhere. I love their height, but the other trees will soon fill the space left behind.

General garden maintenance is a fulfilling task. Removing spent tomato plants, culling the raspberries and tying the new canes makes the garden feel ready for winter. Pruning everything is something that needs to be rationed according to the recycling bins. We now have two brown bins, for garden waste that I don’t want to compost. Our six compost bins are fully utilized. So the garden is in need of constant attention, which fits in with writing.

I’d like to work half days at each, writing and gardening, so that I’m not sitting in front of the computer all day. This healthy option seldom works out, but I shall continue to aim for this ideal.

My computer is fine apart from the iphotos, which won’t allow me access. I shall really have to learn to use my new laptop, which is another thing I’ve been resisting. So for the moment, no photos of the garden.

Summer Shade house:

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25mm Saddles with screws, self tappers 10Gx25mm

This week has seen the construction of our shade house. Chris has planned it all, and slowly, slowly it is emerging. We bought the poly-pipe when the watering system was installed, some months ago.

Large 50mm irrigation pipe was cut and loops were formed by putting them onto star pickets. White 25mm PVC water pipes have been added to made the whole thing more stable. (ends have been capped.) These details are added for any of you who are thinking of constructing one for yourselves. Forecasts for our Australian summer are for hot and dry weather. We’ll get the shade cloth over this construction, after I get the whole area planted and sorted. One end will be just for the raspberries, the other end for asparagus, and the centre area for other vegetables.

Daily life:

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The day begins with sleeping in,

unless of course, there’s something on.

Snuggled up beneath feathers warm,

the winter’s day looks all forlorn.

Till fragments flit of last nights dream,

I rush to capture it on screen.

Memories scarper down the drain,

Temptation lurks, though from bed refrain.IMG_2573

Showering is a time of bliss,

Fruit, toast, prepared with coffee hiss.

 

Feed the fish and walk the dog,

Begin to think about my blog.

Write and read till hunger calls,

A sugo swift and pasta boils.

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keeps us primed and well to boot.

Weather fine, the garden calls.

Millie the dog brings her balls.

 

Weed and trim and plant some seeds

Epsom salts satiate citrus trees.

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brings fruit a plenty we adore.

Time has become an illusive thing,

as memory fades, fancies bring,

The mind plays tricks, that can be fun,

the day is gone before it’s begun.

 

Rare Medium: Describe a typical day in your life but do it in a medium you rarely use… Ben Huberman

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/rare-medium/

 

 

 

Return to the garden:

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Brugmansia (Solanaceae) Angel’s trumpet making a show in a narrow arched area, where it will be covered mostly in creepers.

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Children’s cubby house at the back of the garden

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Virginia creeper on our water tank. March 2014

Autumn is upon us; a relief after the hot weather. As you can see the leaves are beginning to turn. The vegetable plot has done its dash, with a few eggplants still to come. Tomatoes have almost completed their task. Now it is time to make relish and chutney.

I painted the cubby the colour of the changing leaves. I enjoy looking at it hiding under the trees. It is ready for our next grandchild, the first grand daughter, to be born in April. Our two grandsons who live not far away, are a little old for it now, as they prefer to play other things. It’s good to think there are little ones still to play with it. Our young grandsons from Canberra will come down during the year, so it must be ready for them.

Getting back into the garden is so therapeutic; we finally had some rain. Green instantly reappears bringing joy and enthusiasm to replant and get ready for winter. I do like to spread manure and freshly mulch every autumn and spring. Writing at every other opportunity; life was meant to be full….