Mrs. Blan (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} stephaniebird) wrote,@ 2008-06-17 12:21:00 |
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Flowers & Veggies.
So, I put more tomato, basil, and thyme in the ground. I did this because I bought the plants yesterday, and they need to go somewhere. My concern is that the nearby tree, which the City of Wheaton says has Dutch Elm disease and must come down within thirty days (thank you certified mail from yesterday), will land on top of these tender plants and I will be angry, angry, angry. Angry because that's not where I wanted to put the garden, but where the landlord insisted it would get the best light, angry because at every turn this garden has been a challenge: first I don't buy seeds to start because I get a message from said landlord saying his family is starting seeds at home to put into the garden, then angry because said seedlings never seem to make it over here, so it's suddenly my responsibility after all. Ugh, and now the peas and beans are gorgeous and six inches tall, what's to be done? Theoretically, the tomatoes, peppers, and herbs might survive a transplanting into pots, but not the peas and beans! I give up. Am I never meant to have a garden?
I also picked up branch after branch after branch that fell from the trees during our Sunday weather extravaganza. I think some of the piles of brush and wood in our backyard should be dry enough to use as firewood this winter. How sweet would that be?
Now I am thinking about getting cleaned up and walking downtown to chat with a florist. My step-mother-in-law would like to help out with the flowers for our anniversary party this summer. Going on-line was fairly useless, most places default to a FTD list of bouquets. I wish I knew of a wholesale flower supply around here. I miss the Bay Area sometimes. Maybe I can just order some flowers and do it myself. What I want are some pretty summer reds and oranges: dahlias, calendulas, an aster or two, and nice bits of green, some spicy basil and a few other herbs maybe. That is really what I want. No corsages, but flowers on the tables, and maybe a big monster of an arrangement when you first walk in. I know what I don't want: no gerber daisies, no carnations, no roses. Ooh, gladiolas might be nice, especially for the big arrangement.
So many things to think about.
So, I put more tomato, basil, and thyme in the ground. I did this because I bought the plants yesterday, and they need to go somewhere. My concern is that the nearby tree, which the City of Wheaton says has Dutch Elm disease and must come down within thirty days (thank you certified mail from yesterday), will land on top of these tender plants and I will be angry, angry, angry. Angry because that's not where I wanted to put the garden, but where the landlord insisted it would get the best light, angry because at every turn this garden has been a challenge: first I don't buy seeds to start because I get a message from said landlord saying his family is starting seeds at home to put into the garden, then angry because said seedlings never seem to make it over here, so it's suddenly my responsibility after all. Ugh, and now the peas and beans are gorgeous and six inches tall, what's to be done? Theoretically, the tomatoes, peppers, and herbs might survive a transplanting into pots, but not the peas and beans! I give up. Am I never meant to have a garden?
I also picked up branch after branch after branch that fell from the trees during our Sunday weather extravaganza. I think some of the piles of brush and wood in our backyard should be dry enough to use as firewood this winter. How sweet would that be?
Now I am thinking about getting cleaned up and walking downtown to chat with a florist. My step-mother-in-law would like to help out with the flowers for our anniversary party this summer. Going on-line was fairly useless, most places default to a FTD list of bouquets. I wish I knew of a wholesale flower supply around here. I miss the Bay Area sometimes. Maybe I can just order some flowers and do it myself. What I want are some pretty summer reds and oranges: dahlias, calendulas, an aster or two, and nice bits of green, some spicy basil and a few other herbs maybe. That is really what I want. No corsages, but flowers on the tables, and maybe a big monster of an arrangement when you first walk in. I know what I don't want: no gerber daisies, no carnations, no roses. Ooh, gladiolas might be nice, especially for the big arrangement.
So many things to think about.
