Monday, May 04, 2015
We are enjoying warm weather here in Maine. 70's. Which was what the temp was last.....well, I think it was last August. I am NOT complaining. Warm is most excellent.
G has been to 2 Cardio Rehab classes. He doesn't like the lectures but does enjoy the stretching and exercises and after--in the cool down segment of rehab, he has been meditating. The RN is concerned re: his blood pressure is too low for her comfort. 100/60. G learned to meditate when he took karate lessons. There was stretching, action and meditation. Now, he uses that experience in rehab. Perhaps they should teach all the participants to meditate?
I am now working five full days. It happened last week. I wasn't asked and, truth be told, I hadn't noticed. But when I did notice I was suddenly exhausted. (laughing)
I am overjoyed to have tomorrow off. I started digging in the herb bed on Sunday (after shopping for socks) and managed to wrestle the outlaw mint plants out of the path and out from under the raised bed--where they had made their "escape". I even have a bag of soil to re-locate them in sturdy pots.
My peas are popping up their little heads in the far right bed and all the rescued bulbs (blown flowers) are now tucked into new homes in the back yard beds.
The rhubarb has been given lobster compost in hopes of a large supply of rhubarb this year. I think the rhubarb is having a difficult time in the very sandy soil where it is planted. I added two full bags of compost and I think I could even add two more. I mixed it in well and the resulting soil was looking very sandy---still.
We have three tiny "christmas trees" to plant somewhere in the back lawn. Really tiny. About 18 inches high. Adorable. I have a large bag filled with moss for future fairy gardens. I have seeds to start in my styrofoam "hot box". I have the carrot beds to fertilize and refresh before planting the toilet paper carrot seed tapes. It's too warm the next two days. I need a few cloudy, cool days with light rain.
I have tomorrow off. Lovely stuff. A day off.
Monday, April 27, 2015
Really. I don't think there are many rooms like this, but I could be wrong.
I am working too much I think. Had a lovely walk in the woods today with Riley and my friend. Then G and I worked on the pile of dirt the snow plow dumped on the street edge of the property. I did most of it but G helped.
Reading a good book--Broken Harbor by Tana French.
My seedlings are doing very well in the styrofoam "hot box"--with one pot of tomato seeds germinating in just 30 hours. The flat leaf parsley isn't doing anything. I may need to try again. Right now I have five pots of seeds under lights and five in the box.
I need an extra day off this week and I might be able to get the carrots, kohlrabi and onions into the garden. Do you think I could actually manage to get an extra day off???? Didn't think so.
Friday, April 24, 2015
This would be a horrible idea. All those notes to one's self dangling overhead. Unless of course they are notes of love and devotion overhead for a birthday or anniversary.
I have a list on the pantry door. A long list. Which is bad enough. Some of it is things to do and some of it is things to think about. I have an additional list of recipes to make or just think about. My appointment with my doctor is on May 6th and I am FAR away from the number we agreed on. I am seriously trying but I think I will have to ask for help. Either a program or a medicine.
I eat mostly yogurt with fruit (from the freezer and my garden) or a salad with some kind of protein. Right now it's a green salad with carrots and no dressing and pile of crock pot BBQ'ed pork. I sometimes have tuna salad with the plain greens and carrot. I now have a recipe for curried chickpeas that I can use for the protein but a commenter on the Simple Veganista blog said she made the curried recipe with a can of tuna. I also love the plain greens with chicken salad. No carbs.
I think my problem is not eating when I actually feel hungry. It's not time to eat, or I am too busy to eat or I have nothing proper to eat when I get hungry. Then I just eat (random) things and never feel satisfied. I need to eat sitting down. Slowly. I just wish it worked out that way at work. But it doesn't. I was halfway through my yogurt with peaches and raspberries when the truck arrived yesterday and then failed to make myself a proper salad when it was time to eat at home. So the day was a fail. Breakfast is working just fine.
And my knee has started to hurt like it did last Spring. No swelling yet. I have the pad stuck to the side of my foot and I am using this roller thing my daughter got from the running store. You roll it over tight muscles (which are tender so it isn't a pleasant feeling until you stop) and you feel better. She used it for ankle tendon issues and foot pain. I rolled it over my back (and G's) and then up and down the back of my right knee. It feels better this morning. I think it's the abrupt return to the cement greenhouse floors and the uneven gravel in the perennial yard. And I'm getting older and older and doing the same amount of physical labor. I was 60 when I started this job and now I am 68.5. And this year I have all the work at home to do as well. I have limited my exposure to work (how fun is that?) to 3.5 days. So, I go to work 4 days a week but get to leave early on one of those days. Two hours early. The maximum time I am sitting on those four days is 15 to 30 minutes. The rest of the time I am standing, walking, bending or hauling things around. Why am I so fat?????
I brought a foam Omaha Steaks cooler box from work (the dumpster) and inserted my seed starting mat into the bottom and my pots of seeds. G says it's too warm. But I think it might be "just right" with the lid a bit off to the side. The pink zinnias (8 of the seeds) have germinated already but not much else. Seeds need heat to germinate quickly. Especially the tomato seeds.
I have seeds (new to me) named for two WWII dictators. One from Italy (Mussolini) and one variety from Romania. Collected by Italians coming to America and the other from an oil contractor bringing a ripe tomato home from Romania. Both are supposed to be very delicious. Tomato growing is never boring.
The house across the street from me is now up for sale. The advertisement had 36 photos of the rooms in the house. It all looks so "artificial" (and gorgeous) but I hope nice people come to look and buy. My neighbor can no longer afford to live across the street from me. A combination of employment issues, poor health and rising property taxes.
Sunday, April 19, 2015
I got used to having Sunday and Monday off. And now I have to go to work on Monday. Poo.
The Fairy Garden I made as a sample sold just as I was going to get it to show to the people in my vegetable gardening class. So, after class, I had to build another one. Quickly.
Three people showed up to build a fairy garden and one of them was seven years old with the attention span of a gnat. Her sharp little voice was more than I could stand but I just counted to ten and kept saying "not yet" as she tried doing things out of order. Later I realized the older woman with her was so much worse. At that point, the seven year old had run off to look for a "fairy" and was unavailable for me to appreciate. All three gardens looked very nice.
I then used the extra container to make a second "sample" for anyone wanting a fairy garden. I used up the entire bag of mosses Riley and I collected and all the bark and twigs and most of the acorns and caps (the seven year old wanted her fairy to have a complete set of dinner plates). No one made a fairy banner but I think the seven year old might have liked it--if she had stayed around more. But--searching for fairies is difficult work.
Today, G and I went to Patty's house to help prune her grapes. When we got there it was warm but the chill arrived mid-way. It was hard getting G to "not over do" in the physical work. He was supposed to sit in the lawn chair and supervise. I circled some of the vines in a box for future grape vine wreath making. The remainder of the vines got clipped--by me-- into an easily moved pile of same size pieces. About 3 feet tall.
Now we are home. Riley threw up his supper. And I was ever so pleased he did so on the plain wooden floor and not on the beige carpet. I found the new shoe laces I had misplaced. I have 8 containers of seeds planted and sitting on top of the heating pad (one made for plants) and feel like I am actually "getting somewhere". G has a large quantity of "seed tape" made up for carrots and kohlrabi. We use toilet paper and flour and water paste. Beets next time. I have already planted my peas. I did not get to pick up the tree limbs and branches off the front lawn. I had wanted to get that done today. It'll have to wait.