Daily Notes- June 13th- 13 Weeks

A neighbor gave me a few old copies of Gun and Garden magazine.  This dog- same face as my Riley and out hunting.  Riley might not have been good around noisy guns but he certainly would have enjoyed the Hunt.  And the water.  And the dirt. And the company of his Human.  So- this very simple paper collage this morning.  On no special day.  Thank you Nancy for the magazines.

One of the magazines had four pages on Grits. How to store, cook and eat them.

Out of the blue yesterday, a woman from New York (but living in Maine) called asking if I might be wanting to sell the 48 foot hoop house (greenhouse) that I have piled up in the yard out back.  For some reason- I thought I was wanting 48 feet of plastic greenhouse- the professional sort- years ago.  

I am way too old for that.

We agreed on her price but I told her the 8 by16 feet wide hoops were going to be a problem to move on highways- from here to where she is on the water.  And I forgot to mention I only want cash. I don't know this woman and --well, cash would be best even with all it's potential Virus Cooties.

I gave myself Time to think about the greenhouse and realized- it means nothing to me.  Whatever plans and dreams that I settled on that project years ago- have gone past.

I also had a "story" going thru my head yesterday.  Like I was writing and seeing it as it made itself up. This story even kept writing itself as I slept and in the early hour after I woke.  Heartbreaking.

I have a very active imaginary Life but this was quite different.  More like a movie I was watching but at the same time editing.  This story has been bringing tears to my eyes since yesterday.  Even now.

I guess the psychological term would be "fragile".

But- and here we go on the "crazy train"-- it seems like a memory rather than an imagined story.

But I do not remember this story. It belongs to someone else. 

We sprayed the grapes a second time for the skeleltonizing worm problem on the leaves.

We argued and complained but possibly have a solution to the garden automatic sprinkler for the season.

I got the Metro Marigolds planted in the herb garden.  A French Tall Red variety that I love and seeded into one of the little milk jug greenhouses.  The last of the seeds from years ago. I need these 6 plants to flower and provide me with fresh seeds.  This particular plant is no longer available in seed packages but is an excellent pollinator.

Today looks cloudy and breezy.  I don't know if it will rain.

My strip pieced wonky cloth will reach 18 inches square today.