Transplanted from the milk jugs to flats. To grow a bit more before the garden or the Grow boxes. Today I have Tomato seedlings (yes!!!) and cucumbers to transplant from the jugs into little pots. I also have dill to move into the small plug trays -that bare space mid-left. It gets warm out back on the deck but move to the front porch and you need a sweater or a coat. Freezing. My hands are so cold right now. And I'm in the house.
My daughter sent a text this morning from the Grocery Store. She found zinc. A supplement she takes for her immune system. An article in the Sunday paper mentioned that we now know how to survive and find toilet paper, hand disinfectant (soap is better), flour and yeast and make masks. Once I had Dee's Pantry Soup recipe- I was good. Didn't need much else- we had toilet paper and flour and yeast already. Am making Dee's Soup today. To warm myself up. But will add collard greens, I think, along with the cabbage. Because Pantry Soup is a "fluid thing" and can accept change and innovation. As survivors do. I might even bake a few sweet potatoes.
I still have books to read. But I am closing in on the last of them. The library has cleared my record of the books I returned but is still not processing my requests (or anyone else's). They will move forward with requests and parking lot pickup in the next week or two. No one is going to be allowed inside the library itself. We have a large homeless and transient population that spends the day in the library when it is open. I can understand the library staff concerns. I will be very happy to wait in the parking lot for my books-
As soon as things open back up and the used book supply chain resumes- I am stocking up on books for the second go round of the Virus. Like as soon as the people packing themselves into churches and fast food restaurants with Trump's okay this weekend- start getting sick and dying. We are already seeing people with "no masks and no worries" everywhere. They may have to change Maine's motto to "Live Free and Die".
Daughter is here to pick up her Salvia plants. They lived in the Magic Attic Bathtub since October and are now going to be planted in her front garden beds. Black and Blue Salvia. Zone 6 (warmer). Maine is a Zone 5 (colder). After a lovely Summer and Fall the plants will return to the Bathtub for another Winter. Daughter also brought me a bag of cherries since I am running out of "fruit for the day" bananas.
I washed my car yesterday. Really good- I went over it twice. And I noticed that not only did my father upgrade my modest Honda Fit to Sport model, leather seats and steering wheel but I have custom rims as well. As I was scrubbing them I was thinking- these look very different. Open. With design elements. sigh. My Dad. The car was in the garage when we came...he was dying and dead 12 hours after we arrived. And that's when I saw the car in the garage- when we got back to his house. Now my house. Now my car. Now my problems. 2008. Twelve Years. My car. 32K. I just don't drive all that much but it's the perfect car. I can get in and out of it. Laughing. The BMW- Roadster. Gosh that was a pain to get in and out of but I loved driving it.. I gave up the BMW to drive the Honda Fit. What does that say about me?????
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Our library is still closed also. I’ve been able to listen to audiobooks via Overdrive which allows me to use my hands in some other endeavor. I noticed that one of our local used bookstores is advertised on Facebook that it is open.
I’m waiting for the inevitable second way too and stocking up on essentials.
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