A Journal of Sorts
Monday, 12 April 1999
Stolen bouldersDid I mention that we swiped some rocks from the Arkansas and Oklahoma mountains? Well, we did. You know what they say, if you can't go to the mountains, then bring the mountains . . etc. Some of them are in the front, bordering the flower bed. The rest are now living in the middle of the backyard. From time to time, the rock formation is redesigned, but it keeps coming back to this arrangement, so it must be the best one.
When I came home from my morning run (taking Jason to school), there was a robin, a dove and a cardinal in the front yard for my viewing pleasure. I usually enjoy a few moments' quiet sitting in the van when I return home and the bug eating antics and colorful display made this morning even more enjoyable.
Tom and I went to Lowes this morning for some broad leaf weed killer. We have quite a few bare patches in our lawn already from a roundup session. That stuff kills everything. It appeared that there was nothing at all there except for crabgrass and dallasgrass. I'm glad to see there is a good deal of bermuda starting to come forth in those areas as I was afraid we'd end up with huge patches of mud.
He spent most of the day doing yard work. He mowed, fertilized, weed killed, trimmed and loved on the lawn for hours. Then, he took the chicken wire up from the rose bed (diggin' dog proofing) and put up a ~very~ cute little white fence around them. There were some sort of little bugs eating one of the rose bushes. They looked like aphids. He sprayed. I cringe at the thought of putting poison around, but couldn't find any lady bugs to to release out there, so I didn't say anything.
I watched and admired and took glasses of ice water to him. You know, the girl part of yard work. *smile*
Tomorrow, I'll probably dig up the other half of the vegetable garden and put in the tomatoes and peppers. The peas are just almost reaching the fence, where I intend for them to climb. The carrots are getting their carrot leaves now instead of their little baby carrot leaves.
I also picked up a little squash plant while we were at Lowes. Since I'm the proud owner of a squash casserole recipe I picked up in Arkansas, I have to have some squash.
I wonder how many squashes a squash plant makes? Often I find myself wishing I knew something about gardening.
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